janeasterroeAssemblyThis is a story about falling apart, and also a story about gathering the broken pieces of yourself that you flung across your apartment,...
janeasterroeGood DaysSometimes I get sentences stuck in my head like song lyrics. Like how when I turned fifteen, I grabbed my independence from the shelf...
janeasterroeSundaysI 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...
janeasterroeDreamingLast 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...