I don’t know what the proverbial pot at the end of the rainbow was that you were imagining on May 9, 2019 but this feels like a pretty good one. Continue reading Two years in
by Mary Stathos I am 13 years old. I am walking to my locker between classes and my friend Jess walks up to me to give me a book that I absolutely need to read. Smack by Melvin Burgess. The book, which was given to her by our English teacher, is now mine to read. I don’t even know what drug the 14 year old … Continue reading Talk Vomit about sex and relationships in YA lit
I discovered that having a race, like having a gender, meant playing a social role. I was being categorized. Continue reading What Are You?
Masterchef is want freed of threat of its conclusion; Masterchef is life without fear of death. It is banal and unending. Continue reading A Grand Vision
We see it, we hear it, we know it, but do we live, laugh and love it? Continue reading I tried toxic positivity for three days and here’s how it completely changed my life!
I am twelve years old when I realize I am different from the other girls my age. Continue reading Nothing tastes as good as skinny feels
We stood in a circle in our high school’s dirt parking lot, passing a spliff. Continue reading Coffee Mug
We’d pause in parking lots, unfurling plastic bags of convenience store candy. Ninety-nine cents a pop. Continue reading Shotgun
What if things go south and you’re reminded that there wasn’t even technically anything there to be upset about in the first place? Continue reading What I Thought About Normal People
I am in probably the most stable period of my entire life and yet somehow I am longing for a time where I was skinnier, but absolutely miserable. Continue reading My old pants don’t fit me anymore