Because a stranger didn’t grab me off the street, beat me, tear off my clothes, and then penetrated me, and as far as I knew that was the only thing considered rape. Because nobody ever…
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Day 58 of 200: The Cookie Arias
The Cub Foods grocery store near my house has a wonderful bakery. I cannot vouch for the bakeries at other Cubs, but my Cub bakery is wonderful. They make these peanut butter cookies dipped in…
Day 57 of 200: Another Wormhole
September, it seems, is full of wormholes. Thanks to Brett Kavanaugh & the legions of men who think sexually assaulting girls are consequence-free teen shenanigans, I’ve spent a lot of time, in my head, in…
Day 56 of 200: A Sign the Universe Cares (about me specifically)
I’ve been a fan of Conan O’Brien’s talk show since college. Tall, red-headed, literate, funny — he’s like the dream. I’ve watched his show pretty consistently for the better part of 20 years. Though my…
Day 55 of 200: How to Keep the Rage at Bay
1. Buy a clock that you’ve been longing for and immediately hang it on the wall. Smile every time you look up because the clock makes you happy and reminds you of your childhood. 2….
Day 54 of 200: One Last Task
I’ve been telling myself that I can go up to bed as soon as I write 200 words. That’s all I need to do. I’m still here pondering, stewing, wondering what 200 words I can…