what’s there left to say
when my tongue
once dripping with ink
has been wrung dry
and my lips
full and plump
in its past life
now indian burned
and spli n tered
what’s there left to say
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November 21, 2017
Can You Hold Down A 9 to 5 Job And Live Life To The Fullest?
21November
I often feel like I’ve been emotionally and spiritually stunted since graduation, a realization that occurs to me every time Simon charmingly (or annoyingly??) asks me what my dreams and visions are for our future. I have nothing to cough up except like, I don’t know, buy a wood-fire pizza oven that we’ll never use, eat 25-cent tacos in Mexico, or something else that involves food. Meanwhile, his...
November 19, 2017
Still A Twenty-Something With Something To Say
19November
Dear Friends and Fiends, It’s been three years since my last entry that I am now more than halfway into being able to call this blog “My Thirty-Somethings.” As a quintessential millennial snowflake, I just want you to know that this is not my fault. I’d like to blame my lack of writing on a multitude of extrinsic factors that have been keeping me busy, while simultaneously updating you on what...
October 5, 2014
Making Room: Relationships of the (formerly) chronically single
05October
For the past 9 months, I’ve had the great fortune of experiencing a wealth of love and travel but have had no idea how to translate it onto digital paper without sounding full of myself. And admittedly, unless I’m talking to my friend Sukanya who is really really good at asking specific juicy questions, I’ve been pretty mum about it in real life as well. Because honestly, do people really wanna...
