Unobstructed

I used to worry about which parts of myself to share. The whole thing felt risky.

'Twas the night before Christmas—and I, myself, lost in thought—pondered writing a poem, but then op...

When I was a kid, a barred owl lived in the tree outside of my bedroom window. Until one day, it van...

Something about seeing a collection of letters all jumbled together makes me want to solve the puzzl...

Fear of letting people down is a hell of a way to move through the world. While drinking my morning ...

I keep learning new versions of acceptance.

I made an absolute mess and it made things so much more clear.

It's nice to know that real people and real writing can still fuck you up.

I used to do the post-it notes thing but it always messed me up.

There was a chapter of my life where kids running around would've made me angry. Even though they we...

I daydream about what it'd be like to freeze time.

I still remember the look on his face when I’d said, “Alright, give it a shot.”