My Parents Didn’t Know They Were Abusive

I still remember the fear. But the love was always stronger.

I Think of You Often, but Even More Now

An audio lamentation

All-American Girl

A story of my own kind

Pain is the Breaking

A sijo series

Discounting our Classical Mechanics

Leap of Faith

An introduction

Hi! My name is Alex and I’m gonna try to be honest here; I have absolutely no idea…

Repressed Memory

A Response to Natasha Trethewey

I Don’t Want Anything Pumpkin-Spiced

A sijo

it's time for pumpkin spice once again
and…