Sometimes I Fall Down

Content Warning: discussion of mental health, emotional health, suicide and sexual abuse 1991: I am in fourth grade. I still believe i...

And it's prose.  Whoops. I'm feeling extremely restless.  Something about spending an entire day expecting to learn at any minute ...

When I first get back to my own home, I will climb into my bed, big as the ocean and begin to nap. I will sleep until I cannot force myself...

See him there, bent low over the glass-top case on the small wooden desk, lamp-lit with a golden glow as he takes another pin and, with a su...

We had to write either two stories and one poem for my creative writing class, or one story and three poems. I've already turned in my t...

I am reminded of this blog I wrote after having read Montaigne’s “Of Practice.” As a preface to this, I have spent all summer for the past...

You can smell the lake before you can see it. I know just when to roll my windows down. First there's a mountain to climb which peaks ...

A girl went out wearing my skin today I know it was mine because the cheeks were still wet. She was too thin for it; it didn't fit quit...

I've been reading this weekly blog at postsecret.com for some time now, watching the list of cities where the owner will be speaking and...

I'm still fucked up over someone has my drafts. It's really draining my want to write. Please know again, though I've said it ...

Found this post-it note on the sidewalk in front of the convention center while walking my dog. I read it, re-read it, and it stuck with me...

Once upon a time, a princess went into the enchanted forest. She met many amazing creatures there. There was a bear who told funny jokes and...