The point is to sit down to write. You can think of something you want to write about—something grand, something that speaks some truth to life …

Note: the shittily generated image for this post was made by Elementor AI. I believe I was born out of the world, but I understand why many …

I had an oyster earlier this year for the first time, after I finished my shift bartending at Mezquite. My coworker got some from the ceviche …

I’ve been trying to keep mental track of my dreams lately, and I’m finding I’m doing a better job of remembering them, but they’re usually odd and …

Today, I think I lost the post-vacation brain glow. That’s ok, though, since I’ll be going to Japan in less than a month. We’ve settled back into …

My dog is worth more to me than most things. Not in the I-love-my-dog-so-much way, but in the …

I was talking to my boyfriend yesterday on the phone. A long time ago, maybe last year, he said that if his life was a song, this would be the …

By Elizabeth Hammer I’m getting quite bored of feeling this wayThis bittersweet sadness creeps into my good daysAnd I wish I could have been …

By: Elizabeth Hammer My world had been encapsulated by the fragments. My broken bones were scattered all around me. I felt a dull and persistent…

By: Elizabeth Hammer  My heart lost its way and my chest burned to ashes, while I sat in disbelief.I don’t know how I managed that …

Now that I’m older and my dreams a little more dead, I realize the importance of being outside. I think about how the relationship I have with my …