Remember what’s important
My mom says you remember what’s important to you. Whenever I would forget to do chores, or forget homework, she would remind me to find these tasks important so I would remember to do them. I did my best. I committed schedules to my mind, repeating them relentlessly so I…
How to Love the Perfect Husband
Coffee with a splash of milk is the only way to drink it. It works better if you’re lactose intolerant. Bonus points if your stomach can’t handle coffee. It’s comforting at first. Warm, delicious. Everything is normal. You have no suspicions. It takes some time for…
Watching a New Dawn
One week until Viridis arrives. Are you ready?
To the Female Writer
You aren’t really a writer. Let’s be honest here, this is just a hobby. If you think you can make a living out of this, then maybe you really should go to a mental institution with the rest of the silly, husbandless women. It’s best just to admit now that…
The Bobcat’s Rain
As a child, I often lost myself to adventures within my own mind. I’d escape my body and instead find myself riding on the backs of dragons, or being hunted by some immense, destructive presence, bent on killing me before I could save the world. Wherever I went within my…