No matter what I do, there is always more laundry accumulated faster than I can tame it. More mental health baseline/trigger/crisis to...

An overwhelmed mind, a closet stuffed too full for doors to hide the dirty laundry. Re-traumatized by private thoughts, by false fight or...

The river freezes bit by bit. Rolling ripples break over the thin sheet’s edge, a reflection of the world trapped below. All is not...

The carcass will be picked and prodded, sprawled on the kitchen table. There will be light conversation, laughter, gravy passed one chair...

(Written on September 19th, 2020) Six years ago, I woke up in a dorm that was not mine. The final hours of the previous night were blank....

Green blurs of trees. Classic triple-decker home, Massachusetts town. Industry along the train tracks. American flag painted on a brick...

(Boston Pride 2018) Similar to many other queer and trans folks, my coming out was a long, drawn out process. From a technical...