Some Pig

I know I'm supposed to be terrified of spiders, but I'm not. Don't get me wrong, it's not like I want to cross paths with a spider in the dark or a vulnerable place like my bathroom shower, but I have an appreciation for them that some might consider a bit abnormal. I'm sure it's … Continue reading Some Pig

Trauma Queen

I don't remember how long I was locked inside our backyard garden shed. I do remember the darkness inside didn't make the summer sun outside feel any cooler. I remember the air filling my lungs felt as thick as the engine sledge it smelled like. I remember being scared, but not being afraid to die. … Continue reading Trauma Queen