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This is a story about falling apart, and also a story about gathering the broken pieces of yourself that you flung across your apartment,...

Sometimes I get sentences stuck in my head like song lyrics. Like how when I turned fifteen, I grabbed my independence from the shelf...

I don’t know who to be on Sundays. The day the air that I’m breathing doesn’t taste quite right. Sunday, the lord’s day, if you believe...

Last night I dreamed that I could harness the power of the ocean. I dreamt of towering waves and kites tangled up in lightning. I dreamt...