HERE'S THE NERDIEST THING ABOUT ME: (PROBABLY.) The first time I wrote for the consumption of the Internet was back when I was in either middle school or high school. I had two published short stories and two published poems on a Sailor Moon fan site. YEAH. I WROTE SAILOR MOON FAN POETRY, AND I CANNOT … Continue reading most good things about me came from sailor moon
Because it feels like the end of the world a lot, here in my head. (Forgive me this start. I find myself desperate to write something today. Something Good. Something Meaningful.) I turned 30 years old on May 31, 2019. The summer that followed was among the harder ones of my life. It's always hard … Continue reading happy birthday, good omens
(I am lucky enough to have a monthly segment with The Come Up Show Atl. It's called "bi, bi, non-bi," and is basically a check-in of where I'm at in my bipolar, bisexual (?!), non-binary adventures. What follows is the piece I didn't read at April's show. Thanks for being here.) Hey! I made you … Continue reading bi, bi, non-bi: the april b-side
Why do the things that mean the most to us as kids mean the most to us? (I have a lot of questions lately.) It's all some grand tapestry of a conspiracy, of DESTINY in my mind: Walt Whitman and I, each coming into the world many May 31's a part. I don't have courage … Continue reading why didn’t i know?, or a brief study in neil perry
Sometimes with one I love I fill myself with rage for fear I effuse unreturn’d love, But now I think there is no unreturn’d love, the pay is certain one way or another (I loved a certain person ardently and my love was not return’d, Yet out of that I have written these songs). (Uncle … Continue reading of unreturn’d love
Today a woman in a bow tie touched me on the arm as she walked past me, and I was thrilled, because I wondered, "Oh, snap. Does she know?" And thought secondarily: "WHAT A FUCKING RELIEF." Here is the evidence. Myself, me, February 2, 2020: An inventory. (Sorry in advance, Shakespeare.) Item: One head of … Continue reading the suggestion of flannel, or: snapshot of a maybe-lesbian
CW: This piece deals with self-harm and just general being a mess. If that isn't your heart's jam right now, I understand if you need to go take a break. Greetings, fellow cool kids. My name is Dani, and I am bipolar, bisexual, and non-binary, aka bi, bi, non-bi. These are my adventures. Prologue: Y’all, … Continue reading bi, bi, non-bi: january woes, or the one with ALL THE PROFANITY
