When people asked me why I never moved out of the apartment I chose to live in my sophomore year, I tended to give a general answer: I was lazy. I was comfortable. I just didn’t have the time. Moving was a lot of effort when I planned to live in the same town, anyway. […]Read more "On Empty Walls and Barren Floors"
“You always jump when I touch you,” you say, matter-of-fact, as if it’s something I do not realize, as if it is something I have not been conditioned to do. “I don’t understand.” And maybe that’s the problem. I don’t know how to make you. You do not understand because you have never been a […]Read more "My Body is a Foreign Place"