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11-15-2021

11-15-2021

If you put a fork on the stove top it will become fiercely hot. When you pick it up, your soft, tiny fingers will blister immediately. You remember fingering the filled orbs on your palm every time you set the fork down on the countertop for months after that. You...

1-17-2021

This isn’t some Sad Girl blog… Okay, maybe a little. But, like, some things are just sad right now. When I think about things overall, like- My green grapes being shitty because I couldn’t taste them prior to buying (I am turning into my mother), or how I’m...

1-11-2021

2020 haunted me in ways I didn’t know were possible. There was the obvious- A poorly handled pandemic. The one I watched unfurl over my shoulder, as I was privledged enough to shelter myself and my family from the majority of the reality. There was my growing...
1-4-2021

1-4-2021

Posole Recipe  I don’t know what love is. Oh, for crying out loud, quiet down. Of course I know what love is. I know what hearing “Momma” sounds like. I know how I feel when I trace the eyebrows of my babies as they fall asleep. I know the feeling of a transformative...
12-25-2020

12-25-2020

Disassociating is my toxic trait. A coping and survival mechanism I adapted as a child, became my go-to Emotion Weapon later on. It aids in the avoidance of feelings of hurt and betrayal, which can be good, but it also makes it challenging for me to maintain...