Remember when I got an MFA & like 100+ poems & essays & stories published & 3 books published & was super involved in the literary community & then randomly had that hyperfixation die & that was that? WELL I’m on mental illness medical leave from my MBA so I’m back baby. 💥

☁️ keep looking up ☁️

shout out to not being the early 20s versions of ourselves anymore

I hiked/bounced/danced/etc to try to “make” my son a Sagittarius like me because my ex was a Capricorn and I didn’t want my kid to be a Capricorn like him. This memory is sponsored by the thought process you get when you’re a pregnant seventeen year old. He’s a Capricorn btw.

remember good morning all you cool cats & kittens 🐅 2020 was such an apocalyptic fever dream lmao

What are your favorite literary journals/mags these days? ✨

Exceptional Women Like You Maudlin House maudlinhouse.net/exceptional-wo…

I’ve been rewatching Gilmore Girls with my 10 year old. We’re on the last episode of season 2. He is not only Team Dean but Team Christopher. I’m ill.

“If only, if only,” the woodpecker sighs, “The bark on the tree was as soft as the sky.” While the wolf waits below, hungry and lonely, He cries to the moo-oo-oon, “If only, if only.”