Humanity: Raw & Unfiltered
I’m beautiful. I say it under the dim bathroom light: I. Am. Beautiful. I take solace in the light on my face. I take solace in the light on my skin, on the fat that creases and bulges. I hold my stomach in my hands, squish and squash my love Read more
At eleven years old, I’d watch my mom dance late into the night, the big green headphones covering her ears, sipping her wine between record changes. I’d sit on the fuzzy carpet and run my hands over her records. I loved the way the edges frayed and how the light Read more