Roxanne R.September 6th, 2016It becomes a challenge to reach deep inside of yourself at the close of day’s work, and see beyond the ant hills you moved across the day…Sep 7, 2016Sep 7, 2016
Roxanne R.Sunday Brooding No.2: Wan, Waning, WanedA tomato, a can of olive oil-soaked sardines and cheese. It’s hard to swallow dinner properly on Sunday evenings, much less down a complex…Aug 1, 2016Aug 1, 2016
Roxanne R.Early Rising, Early WrinklingVirtues of early rising are expounded upon us incessantly thanks to our old friends and thought leaders: Benjamin Franklin, The Old…Jun 6, 2016Jun 6, 2016
Roxanne R.Canary Song of the Not-So Silent MajorityAn affectation begot only by sustained humiliation.May 31, 2016May 31, 2016
Roxanne R.Lunchtime is a Battlefield. Don’t Eat at Your Desk. Eat in a Closet.Sitting at my desk, I watched a man with a step ladder scrape my lunch off of the ceiling.May 20, 2016May 20, 2016
Roxanne R.Sunday Brooding No. 1: $9.99 Jasmine PlantMy distaste for Sundays is perennial, and unoriginal.Apr 25, 2016Apr 25, 2016
Roxanne R.A brief, listless overview of why I’m here.A common trope in the genre of “Rediscover Your Creativity” is that this is simply a matter of muscles requiring exercise.Apr 18, 2016Apr 18, 2016