Humanity: Raw & Unfiltered
In 1991, Demi Moore appeared on the cover of Vanity Fair seven months pregnant and completely nude. In this photograph, taken by Annie Leibovitz, Moore stands with one hand splayed over her breast, the other cradled under the mound of her large, round belly. Her skin, hair and makeup glow. Read more
“You look tired.” Yeah. “Late night?” No….no, it’s not that. I’m tired of trying change; of trying to heal from the trauma; of trying to discover a plateau of self-acceptance; of trying to be an adequate person, and better wife; of trying to worry less about being a good mother. Read more
Look at me – just standing here in torrents. Brown pain in rusty fluid- it flows from my back- I have a pic line to drain for that I have sin fingers I have cut off toes I have a heart pump shut off emergency switch for when things get Read more
We stood over you with the dropper of oxycodone, trying to get it in the tiny pocket inside your cheek, the three of us, like The Witches of Eastwick, but a lot less funny. Your jaw was clenched tight like a clam because you were about to die, only we Read more
On our fifth day of texting, you mention a wedding in which I am your bride. In the middle of the night, something falls from the ceiling and hits me in the face. It’s a party favor that says MRS.&MRS. I put it in a drawer with all the other Read more
I don’t tell my story for you. A myth of struggle, the absolute vulnerability that comes with cracking myself wide open, a specimen placed under a microscope, suddenly splayed out for everyone’s opinions. I never asked for your judgment, nor did I ask for your pity. Does it make you Read more
