i made his eyes bleed so he bled my pelvis of god’s errors

When I was told I would have two weeks off of school with no assignments at all, my mind was blown.

hidden in a miserable prison how to cross a poppycock schism? blood so blue and sky so crimson cacti bloom in fickle fission

Your Own Backyard does what its title implies—makes it local. Personal.

Now that I am not allowed to leave my house, I’m feeling the Costco-muffin-urge stronger than ever.

hissing kettle in the fervour whistle tales of old sojourner brushing teeth brushing hair is it hanging in the air? trampled legs

Hear ye, hear ye! Those of you who are depressed, don’t be blue, for you’ve been blessed! Listen to this here decree, from our Great King,

I grew up listening to my mom tell stories about being involved with roller derby and being a goalie on a roller hockey team. After years...

To whoever stumbled upon my little zine, Hello! First of all, I'd like to thank you for flipping through what I've put together for you....