a new habit has appeared in my weekends: a casual saunter downtown, sunshine on skin, breeze through hair, weight of the week dispersing.

Our cities are all uniquely shaped by what we experience in them. This is my version of a city tour:

Can I really earn passive income from organizations that contribute to social injustice? The truth is uncomfortable.

here is my heart, beating in your sweaty palms. what will you do with it, I wonder, while you beat your own heart numb

I can’t decide if continuing to attend church is brave and essential to my eternal spiritual welfare, or masochistic and twisting metaphoric

an OCD confessional

my love letter to literature that kept July inspired

while I read an abundance of kind messages on post-it notes decorating the drive thru window, I wondered about ways we can show kindness ...