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Harvesting Honesty
Fall is my favorite season and it is finally here. The thermostat reads 68 degrees – too warm. Cool weather means jackets, sweaters, pumpkin spice lattes (yeah, I said it!), Halloween, and preserving summer’s harvest for pick-me-ups and thoughtful Christmas gifts. While I didn’t do peaches this year [I’m boycotting of The Peach Truck due…
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Goshorn Meanderings
Families pass down genetic traits, and some pass down professions. I imagine through careful teaching moments meant to infuse practical skills and activate generational talents. I can count on two hands the amount of times I saw my white Grandmother, Pauline, at the small but impressive wood cabin she and her husband built for their…
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Setting Yourself Up For Success
Just before COVID-19 fundamentally disrupted the workplace, I decided to resign from the first office job I’ve held since February 2018 on the basis that it wasn’t a good fit for someone like me with Idiopathic Hypersomnia. When we talk about disability in the workplace, the conversation revolves around disclosure and accommodations. Like people of…
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The Question I Forgot to Ask
As I navigate self-partnering, I often find myself searching for the blueprint to a fulfilling relationship. A book written by a woman more wise than me, or less distracted by the fairy tale dust mixed among the residue of her childhood dreams. My Mother never misses a moment to remind me exactly what she thinks…
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April 4, 1968
Martin Luther King Day was designated a federal holiday by former President Ronald Reagan, out of all people. The same Reagan who was responsible for the disappearance of public mental health services and a rapid increase of nonviolent drug offenses leading to incarceration with his expansion of the war on drugs. Why would a man…
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for girlhood
There’s a tradition of boy measuring its proximity to man by the bodies of girls forced to become women too soon, indentured teachers of the sons they bore, the brothers they loved, vessels for their not always unintentional mistakes. There’s a tradition of girl measuring its proximity to woman by the suns until the womb…
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To The Decade of Perfecting Vision
Most people who read a lot early in life don’t have perfect vision. Staring at things close to you from a young age compromises your ability to see the signs, and the white board, and the fictional worlds setting the stage for a early addiction to escape. Dorky glasses and all, I pleaded with the…
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Why We Love Marvel
I used to think breakups were hard for the love lost, but now I know the sadness is a side effect of a common sin: burying inner problems deep in the demands of a new relationship. I have been avoiding myself longer than I have ever tried to know myself. Avoiding anything that would cause…