I lost my friend, my literary agent, and my religion in a few weeks. I was at a loss as to where my book would land…
I lost my friend, my literary agent, and my religion in a few weeks. I was at a loss as to where my book would land…
Trigger warning: Sexual assault June has once again arrived. One of my personalities deleted all of the social media apps off of my phones overnight. A distinct sign that someone … Continue reading The Ebb and Flow of Trauma
If you’ve followed my writing for a while, you may consider yourself used to my fits and starts. During this most recent quiet period, you may have also noticed that … Continue reading Continuing My Path
It was only days after my official autism diagnosis that I felt compelled to download and install an app I had sworn never to. For many months, I had been … Continue reading Luered to TikTok for Advocacy
Screaming Secrets The wronged shrieked from their fingertips, silenced no longer, Empowered by consent, Enraged from words not welcomed to say, stuffed inside, eating the polite curtains away … Continue reading Screaming Secrets: An Original Poem