Humanity: Raw & Unfiltered
so i hear you want to talk about sensitive men and spiritual growth and shit, and it immediately hits me we’re playing different leagues. it’s easy to put on that show: you’re cute, elegant, and have this sophisticated something that makes people around you feel so lucky to have found Read more
It doesn’t take much to set that feeling off in me—racing heart, the inability to settle my hands if I try to type. I no longer experience a temptation to raise my voice as I once did, though sometimes—like today—when my body gets that jittery feeling that adrenalin or cortisol Read more
“Ten films?” The X-ray technician looks at my referral while I stand anxiously next to the mammogram machine. “Who ordered this?” She sits down at the little desk against the wall, back to me, flipping my chart pages up and down. “My breast surgeon,” I answer. Ever since my cancer Read more
1. I would like to make the case for bitterness, and I don’t want anyone to stop me. Don’t tell me how ruinous it is to hate the neighbors who voted for my demise—they’re hanging the Christmas wreaths alongside signs with that man’s name. I’m no stranger to bromides about Read more
It’s a pain that is mental and physical all at once. It feels hard to move. My body aches as if I am sick, well, because I am sick. Mental illness is just that: an illness. Just because you can’t see it doesn’t mean it isn’t real. Trust me, it Read more
My pretty nails brittle on the backside. The shellac is shiny, And consumer-facing. The glitter gradation Disguises the delayed self-care. The missed appointment And week four gel Deprived the beds of oxygen. A ten-minute massage temps me Adding to the bill and Distracting my impulse to unlock my phone Forgetting Read more
Her blue eyes follow us from behind the dip In the cascading hill of brown and green and red. They say she’s a runner— Fit with a halter that never comes off. Her soft nose meets my hand, Her feet prodding the back of my calves. I slip against the Read more
