This Time Last Year

This Time Last Year

This time last year, I was in the produce aisle of the grocery store. I reached for the raspberries on the bottom shelf, my hand shaking with the remnants of too much caffeine. Unprocessed and unexpected, grief had come for me earlier that morning. I’d tried to stave...
I Can’t Afford Therapy But Finsta Is Free

I Can’t Afford Therapy But Finsta Is Free

Strange to think there was a point in time when I did not know what a finsta was. A coworker had pulled me into the staff room to have a look at some photos she took from her weekend out. They were raucous scenes of her wildly dancing’ a table with more than a few...