On Jan 28, Chelsie Diane taught a poetry class on Marilyn Monroe. I paint my nails blood red the night before I wake and shower Hot and...

I wrote the following in a writing group to the prompt If you started a commune or a cult, what would it be like, what would the rules...

As I listen to the man below my apartment railing — at passers-by, at god, at no one, at everyone — I realize he’s been shouting for at...

This is always a challenging, complicated day — most years I avoid it altogether. I rarely share images of my mom, but for some reason...

I’ve been in NYC for the duration of my quarantine, in my 4th floor walk-up apartment at the cusp of Prospect Lefferts Garden and...

Today marks day 36 of quarantine. Fourteen days in I contracted the virus; on a sunny day when I left the confines of my apt and walked...

For the past week our feeds have been filled with the aging challenge, usually marking 10 years. I know I’m supposed to post an old pic...

Material Cultures @ BRIC, October 1, 2016, curated by Jordana Martin, Elizabeth Ferrer and Jenny Gerow I love being able to see how other...

My mom killed herself exactly one week before Mother’s Day in 2009. While the situation was complicated to say the least, its hard not to...