Cardstock Priest: Short Story

Miriam leaned on the doorframe as Vincent prepared for mass, his first mass since it had happened. Sometimes he wished she didn’t have so much free time on her hands. How was he supposed to psych himself up with her standing there? “I still don’t think you should be doing this,” she said. Vincent smoothed... Continue Reading →

Tokyo Hotel Room Tour: Video

Hi guys! I made it to Tokyo safe and sound. I have a more text-heavy post on its way about my first few days in Tokyo. Until then, I made a video tour of the hotel room I stayed in while my actual accommodations were being prepared. It ended up being an awesome hotel, and way... Continue Reading →

Nunya: A Poem

I’ve always thought my private thoughts are nunya business. They suck emotional energy to unpack so why should I unpack for just anyone? Please don’t shame me for not being open. How am I doing? I’m spring-loaded, not sure what I want but ready to betray myself to get it. What have I been up... Continue Reading →

Update: Going to Japan!

Hey all! I'm headed to Japan on April 2nd! I'll be there for three months for a Japanese language course in Tokyo. It feels like I've been waiting for and planning this forever and I can't believe it's finally time to actually go! I'll be documenting my travels here on this blog. Since I'll be there for... Continue Reading →

Leaky Old Plumbing

Today, I felt myself get up for the first time. Mouse gray light through my thin curtains. Warm bed, foreign but homey. Work clothes over my desk chair, waiting. Heater on, softly clicking. Chickadees pecking. Early, hungry. Nothing on my nightstand but books and bandaids. My eyes were crusty, but not from tears. My heart... Continue Reading →

I’m Bad With Death: A Poem

i’m bad with death because it doesn’t scare me. the source is my deepest love. naked understanding with the scent of home. when i meet them finally, fully i’ll weep for joy. but humans don’t want that. when faced with death, we want comfort that isn’t too comfortable. we want it’ll-be-okay’s that come with tears.... Continue Reading →

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