Do you have a moment to spare, right now? Like, an undivided, wholly present, feeling your body in your chair moment. Where are you, if

It is mid-February in my 3rd year in Washington and a taunting false spring has been rearing its head the past couple of days. The

I don’t remember when I first started drinking coffee. And that’s not a particularly compelling way to start this essay, but I don’t. What I

There are three days of the year that are always hard for me. September 17th, December 3rd, and the third Sunday of June. My three

334 days ago I woke up in Seattle, the first morning on which I would call the city home. 335 days ago my car had

I have joked often with myself about the way that my writing is over-saturated with metaphors about the way water moves us through our lives.

I have been reading a lot more recently. But when I say “a lot more”, keep in mind that that’s a very subjective description of

I started rollerskating in January of 2021. I asked my mom for rollerskates for my 23rd birthday, and she got them for me. And there