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  • the ongoing sentence

    go outside feel your shoulders burn and freckles form to look in the mirror at a blushing face realizing the sun kissed you too much because you are loved deeply by whatever made the reflection that stares back i like to think they want you to find love outside of empty conversations and instead with…

  • wabi-sabi windex

    I clean my mirrors down to a clear image, being sure to treat it carefully because it shows a reflection of me. At my most desperate times, I would get up from my sunken warmth to look into that mirror and see a deserted mind. I would walk back and forth in the mirror in…

  • kill bill

    My name’s Bailey Champagne. I’m 23 years old, and I work for a living at a job. I have a bedtime of 11pm on a good day, 2am on a really good day. I have a cat who is now one- I think that makes 15 in cat years. I live in Austin, I used…

  • airplane food

    Going to Germany. Well, as I’m writing this I’m on the way there. Everyone was excited to hear I’m going, and they tried to pass some of their emotions through the phone via change of tone, but I couldn’t become excited. Why the fuck am I not excited? I’m very fortunate that I’m wanted, needed,…

  • mirrorball

    I move apartments this week. Nothing too major of a move, only 15 minutes from where I spent three years and maybe 25 from where I started. I’m losing the comfort of a home I spent four years making in exchange for the person I’m evolving into. I grew out of this place and the…

  • plastic grass, roses, & trees

    graduated and finally celebrated, i anticipated being met in this achievement. i felt like the awkward kid who hung around the high school after they graduated, poking fun of people a year younger than them and acting as if the teachers were their drinking buddies. for this reason, i was jumping for my friends at…

  • purgatory is closed

    this sunday is yet another annual return on sacrifices made during lenten season. usually, people give things up on ash wednesday and continue to omit those things and number of other things from their lives until easter. this season, i decided to journal everyday about how i identify religion. i have held many relationships with…

  • cassie, jules & femininity

    In the most recent episode of RuPaul’s Drag Race, the queens were presented with a main stage challenge of holding a panel discussion about men. I sort of found it robust, people (mostly male identifying people) dressed in a feminine illusion discussing toxic masculinity. The Gloria’s explain that racism and sexism are intertwined and both…

  • passenger princess

    “love is patient, love is kind. love does not envy or boast; it is not arrogant or rude. it does not insist on its own way; it is not irritable or resentful; it does not rejoice at wrongdoing, but rejoices with the truth.” i have always reflected on this verse, so much that i questioned…

  • seasonal depression

    it’s the damn season where solitude becomes the denominating activity, underlining nights of forced entertainment and poorly chosen outfits under 5 year old puffer jackets. i would rather just stay inside and watch the glow of the sun transfer into the warm lighting of my bedside lamp, where comfort is contained under my bedsheets and…