This was originally posted on the beautiful Beth Ann’s blog, It’s Just Life. I wanted to re-post it […]
I never know the things I write before I write them, but it’d be a lie to say […]
In November of 2010, I was living in a quiet town in Orange County with my husband, Dave, […]
Or, “An Overly-Accurate Dating Profile” I make my own hummus. I have about five go-to variations. It’s not […]
I wasn’t going to post this anywhere, but I didn’t want to lose it. It is, obviously, a […]
I don’t remember learning how to love, originally. I only remember the origins of little love-habits. I remember […]
A panic attack in the middle of Long Beach.
I almost shut down my blog yesterday, on a whim. I logged in, pushed the new post button […]
I left prison today, last year. I washed before leaving, taking the longest and hottest shower I had […]
I sparked my first match when I was six years old, in the harvest season, for the Festival […]
Written July 14th, 2015 from the California Institute for Women – 100 hours before I was free, a […]
On A-Yard– prison receiving– the library was closed to us. I sold a bag a coffee for a […]
“Who?” Curiosity slipped from my teeth before I realized it didn’t matter. I listened to my sister explain, […]
In the copshop, in RC– Fire Camp Training at the California Institute for Women. Mr. Darr leaned in […]
A heartmelt post that starts years before I ever went away.