Gendered Subjects

I’m currently an ice sculpture at the Flying M in Boise. I suppose air conditioning vents are a nice antidote to 97 degree days, but it’s not the solution I was hoping to add to my iced coffee, ice water, and little black dress. I’m tempted to walk out to my car and grab my [...]

Correlation: Sleep // Sadness

This is the second day in the past week in which I feel incapable of moving.
This statement is open to interpretation. I exercised and meditated on both days. Today I even paid my tuition and wrote an entry about The Dark Knight on the Feministing Community Blog (found here). I did, however, skip going to [...]

Focused blog entries mean I have to eliminate anecdotes about walks in the park.

When I go grocery shopping, I always feel deeply torn between the exquisite moral superiority that accompanies buying organic and local and the exquisite moral superiority that accompanies saving money that I did not have in the first place. As a result, I often circle the pesticide-shellacked Winco produce section at least four or five [...]

I’ve got better things to do than survive

I dream about running almost every night. I don’t think it’s a symbol of avoidance; in my sleep I run to burst through my preconception of myself as a non-runner. I am running toward something without knowing what…
So lately, I have been running. Really running. In Pennsylvania, I strapped on Mel’s discarded Reeboks and ran [...]

with that mustache I understand why / they put you in the basement

“My idea of camping
is the Hilton,” the lawyer said
in between my lies
of upper middle class
aspirations. Poetry fails
to reproduce my father’s
million-dollar estate so
J.D. must follow M.F.A.
or motherhood, milling
about in mammaries
and materialism. I am sick of
money and time
as primary measurements of success. They aren’t
mine. Success is the ability
to thrive within change, to enjoy
each time zone’s different sunrise,
different [...]

bridled, groomed, wed.

I’ve been in the mood to blog lately, which is intimately interlinked with being in the mood to write. I’ve been doing the five-minute daily warm-ups from Bret Anthony Johnston’s Naming the World and other Exercises for the Creative Writer, and they have helped immensely with working me back into the rhythm of daily writing. [...]