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When I tell folks that I’m from Flint, Michigan, their heads turn sideways much like a dog’s head does at the sound of a high pitch. Eyes widen. This is what I’m used to, especially since moving out of Michigan in 2014 when I started my graduate work in Ohio. I try to imagine whatContinue reading “Flint, Michigan”

Tomorrow, Donald Trump will become the President of the United States. Let that sink in for a moment. For 2921 days, Barack Obama has served this nation’s people to the best of his ability. He has given his energy and expertise to the people looking to heal, to fight for what’s right, and to beContinue reading “2921 days. +1”

I’ll never forget the day that I met you. Fall of 2009, freshman year. 7th floor of West Vandenberg Hall at Oakland University. Room 766. Derek and I had our door open as we usually did. You walked past our propped door, came back, walked right into our room, and introduced yourself to me. YouContinue reading “JB39”

“I fold the good days up and place them in my back pocket for safekeeping. Draw the match. Cremate the unnecessary. The light of the fire warms my toes. I pour myself a glass of hot water to cleanse myself for January. Here I go. Stronger and wiser into the new.” -Rupi Kaur Dear 2016:Continue reading “2017: Into the New”

Mallory Bower recently wrote something that describes my thought process on writing these days: “I’ve been blocking my shots before I even had the chance to take them. I want to write a book, but I want it to be perfect, so I don’t bother with the words. I want to go to Europe, butContinue reading “October.”

This month’s writing was (is) scary. The words don’t always come out the right way — awkward, devoid of feeling or understanding, even rudimentary at times. They don’t come to me the way that they used to. It’s a byproduct of growing up, of moving, of rooting for my insides to untwist themselves every time I feelContinue reading “September.”

the year of becoming. of letting go of the let go, of loving myself into an existence i can finally understand. when they tell you that you feel too much, let them. believe it. you do. you always will. it’s not easy carrying all this weight; set it down, armor and all. humans are notContinue reading “the year of becoming.”

The scary part about exploring the parts of yourself that aren’t necessarily uncovered is that you’re bound to find something that scrapes the image you have of yourself. At least that’s how it’s been for me. There are parts of me I’m proud of and there are other parts that I’ve never had a desireContinue reading “August.”

Change. That’s exactly what I’m doing with this monthly posting/article/blog/somethingorother. I’m throwing out all of the rules I’ve set for myself. There will still be pictures. There will still be words on a white screen. But no more links at the bottom to previous posts. If you wanted to read more, you’d find a way.Continue reading “July.”