On Being Quarantined

In the final reflection I composed on my semester journal entries, I noted that I had found my own authentic voice within my writing...

“It might be possible that the world itself is without meaning” – Virginia Woolf, Mrs. Dalloway. Human beings nowadays seem determined to...

"Language is wine upon the lips." - Virginia Woolf to her husband (supposedly) Stagnant: (adj.) signifying stillness Monotonous: (adj.)...

I am lying on my bed in the middle of the night, eyes wide open. I was sound asleep but the energy in the air woke me up. It’s the kind...

“We live in a world occupied by dead living things,” She says. “The wood on the stairs is solid oak and streaked with a fresh coat of...

1. There are four water damage rings on the ceiling of my bedroom. Two are the color of dark toast and they get increasingly lighter as...

“We float with the sticks on the stream; helter skelter with the dead leaves on the law, irresponsible and disinterested and able,...