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February 3, 2019

You can listen to the podcast version of this installment on Anchor, Apple Podcasts, Spotify, or wherever you podcast.

And all my stumbling phrases
Never amounted to anything worth this feeling
All this heaven never could describe 
Such a feeling as I'm healing, words were never so useful
So I was screaming out a language 
That I never knew existed before


-Florence & the Machine, All This and Heaven Too

 
In my Mythology cl...

January 27, 2019

If walls could whisper
They would whisper to me
"We'll keep you sheltered my dear, but we can't set you free

Jordan Mackampa, Salt

            I sat in my stifling apartment, staring at my phone.  The sun was beating through my window, and although it seemed that my air unit was trying to cool the entirety of the world, I was covered in sweat. My fingers glided swiftly across my screen, punching each letter on the keyboard like...

January 20, 2019


You can listen to the podcast version of this installment on Anchor, Apple Podcasts, Spotify, or wherever you podcast.

Won’t you give yourself a try?
 
The 1975, Give Yourself a Try
 

In Greek Mythology, when Pandora was sent to Earth, Zeus sent with her with a gift: a box that she was forbidden to open. Being human, and therefore fallible, Pandora eventually gave in to temptation and opened the box. The world immediately bec...

January 13, 2019

You can listen to the podcast version of this installment on Anchor, or on Spotify.

In the desert

I saw a creature, naked, bestial, 
Who, squatting upon the ground, 
Held his heart in his hands, 
And ate of it. 
I said, “Is it good, friend?” 
“It is bitter—bitter,” he answered; 
 
“But I like it 
“Because it is bitter, 
“And because it is my heart.”

 
­Stephen Crane, In the Desert
 

Imagine.

Imagine being confined to fear. Wha...

January 6, 2019

The dial tone echoed through my clouded mind.

It took thirty minutes to press 'call,' and every bone in my body wished she wouldn’t answer.

“Hello?” My mother’s voice on the other side of the line.

“Mom,” I said shakily, pacing around my dorm room, heart pounding, “I have to tell you something.”

That phone call happened when I was 18, shortly after moving to college. I called my mom to tell her I was gay. The following years were...

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