Lady Business

“Holy shit, we’re really doing this.”

2 Female Entrepreneurs decide to divulge their challenges and…

How to invite your dead Grandma to Christmas

Reminders of people whom you cared deeply for, but now are dead, are never easy to…

You Are Good At Floating

Writing with My Special Needs Child

Now we have to make new letters, even though I really wish my son would cool down a little first (he is spinning in my desk chair like a top, all hyped up from swim class, his second ever with the…

Don’t fall. 

How systems keep on keeping our girls down.

Redefining Luck

Why slender threads are more important than big paydays

Dear you are just not that into me,

an open letter to twenty-something year old straight males

[the liminal survivor]

[slut-shaming, cultural clashes, and unusual forms of sexual assault. TW for…

My First Kiss Was A Goddamn Fairytale

I was almost fifteen, and my parents decided to take my sister and I on a cruise. Now, at fourteen-and-a-half I still had braces, I still didn’t have contacts, and I’m not totally positive that my mom was letting me shave my legs or armpits yet.

Things my mom taught me

Mother’s Day is a paltry slip of a day, heavily laden with overcrowded brunches and poorly molded handprint ceramics…