“Why are you so close?”
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That’s Right, I Used To Run
When I was much, much younger, we’re talking half my age, I entertained all of these fantasies of running. I held on to them for years and years. The year I turned thirty, I decided that it was time to either start running or let the dream fall to the wayside. That year, I decided… Continue reading That’s Right, I Used To Run
In an open letter to the loud man in a suit who sat in his seat at the restaurant with his legs pretzeled up like an elementary school student,
“Dude! Sir. Whatever. A rape joke? Seriously?”
In an open letter to the man who stopped his car on a busy street in order to ask whether he could drive me home,
“Thank you for pulling away graciously and immediately after I told you no. I appreciate that. However, I could have done without your assurance that you’re ‘not a pervert or anything.’”
Don’t Drink The Water #6
A Flint native, I can’t quite stop thinking about the water crisis though I no longer live there. I wondered what my peers were thinking, so I asked them, via a form. They answered. Tammie What is your relationship to Flint, Michigan? Lived in Flint for 32 years! When did you first become aware of… Continue reading Don’t Drink The Water #6
In an open letter to Zyrtec,
“I love you. I love you. I love you. Thanks to you, I can smell spring and summer. Flowers! Fragrance!! Also, thanks to you, I can sleep through the night without scratching mosquito bites until I bleed.”
Don’t Drink The Water #5
A Flint native, I can’t quite stop thinking about the water crisis though I no longer live there. I wondered what my peers were thinking, so I asked them, via a form. They answered. Kasi What is your relationship to Flint, Michigan? Born and raised, still living there. What are you doing about water? Bottled… Continue reading Don’t Drink The Water #5
In an open letter to the woman with the exposed belly,
“Your tummy looks like a ham hock.”