I’ve always had this very complicated relationship with the country in which I live. Think about it like this: a daughter and her abusive...

I took off my shoes before going down the hill. I wanted to feel the sand on my skin. This is what I do when I feel tired in a way that...

Grace You float between the air of life                                               And the fire of death.  You are omniscient, always...

Exit Strategy I’m the child of two hands on a clock that  chewed keys and pens of scribbled insanity to fret over  Deadlines that flip...

Never go into Warden’s Gulch. Never descend into the gulch during the day, and never even skirt the edges at night. There’s plenty of...

A Loss Sitting in the hallway as I cried is where I first learned to quiet myself  I was told that there was no worry  That I was being...

Purring, Hot Revolver Buzz,  and a light A sigh from the theatre, and a father is politely removed From the audience, tight fist closed...

In media, girlhood is beautiful.  In media, we are aglow in the lamplight, and there is no place to look beside the wet dew of our...

As I sat perched on the very right corner of my parent's bed, tears nearly bursting out of my eyes, my dad confronted me about getting a...

Every morning I wake up to the smell of strongly brewed coffee, fluffy pita bread, and za’atar, my mom’s daily breakfast. This meal,...