A Brief Record of Interrupted, Rural Solitude
I expect she is a herald of the woman I will grow into, if I’m lucky, or lazy, or a touch of both.
Read moreSeptember 6, 2017
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Graduation, period
As a disabled woman, sometimes I feel myself fixating on my cycle’s ebb and flow, straining at that one intact bit of womanhood that tethers me to some façade of normalcy.
Read moreCreature Comfort – My Calico Cat
Creature Comfort The cat’s name is Finch. We sleep together. More accurately, she sleeps on top of me, and I wake up under the weight of her calico-fur coat, blanketed head to toe in sweat. She climbs up on the bed sometime during the night, after the house settles and the only sound is the faint whistle from the air-conditioning. I don’t mind the imposition of her spare warmth, even in the summer months, when…
Read moreWhy Are You Here?
I am here to deride your able-ist hobbies: your jogging, your yoga-ing, your slouchy posture when you lean against a wall or sit on the ground. the almost majestic way you “take the stairs.” Everyday, I hate these things you do so effortlessly. And every day I envy you them. My first thought is that you are a very selfish person. My second thought is that I am. Subsequent thoughts, if I shared…
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