The Feed

Wrapped in a shawl of propriety, shrouded in the good girl guise, She stood at the waters edge She had heard the call in her bones-the...

Her torso was splayed and pinned open The raw red flesh of her exposed to the light The pigment that pumped in her veins stained the the...

alone- in the sanctuary of her home she howls -the virus of silence shattered

There are no more skeletons in my closet. no more secrets protected by my fear and silence. years I have heard their bones clacking in...

The bombs of your judgement began in elementary school- pins pulled from the grenades by adults lobbed in my direction by my peers. When...

A meadow was once filled filled with the most vibrant of colors- Harebells and Asters Goldenrods and Buttercups Queen Anne's...

To the outside- I am radical. Believing in Equity- Believing in Love- Believing in Tenderness- Believing in Connectedness- I am ready to...