A Brief Personal History Of The Jersey Shore
We sing “Life Is a Highway” at the top of our lungs as the shore fades behind us.
The Teenage Suicide That Could Have Been
I was fifteen when I tried to take my own life.
Eulogy For A Childhood Dream
Girls like me weren’t pop stars, and putting my eagerness on display would just lead to embarrassment. It’s shameful, to want something so bad.
Sometimes You Will Forget Your Mom Has Cancer
The parts of your life that were on pause will begin to play again.
The City Is Empty Without You In It
It used to be that I could call you on a Sunday afternoon to say, “Meet us at Shoolbred’s!” And you’d be there in ten, guacamole order placed, debating whether to sit in front of the fireplace or at the round mosaic table with the street view.
Coming Out As Biracial
You have to do this, though, show her a picture — because you might be the one person who can change her mind about what blackness looks like.
Washing Strangers’ Hair
Would it be strange to tell you that I miss it?
What Your Twitter Bio Says About You
I am defined by my career. I am defined by my employer. I am a dancer, dreamer, writer. I am nothing at all.
Confessions Of An (Un)Graceful Girl
From runways to sitcoms to just… other women on the street, everyone knows how to carry herself in this pretty little way that I’ve never quite learned.
Blogging Ourselves To Live
I don’t regret filling in the blanks of my life with what unfolded on the internet. I actually regret not doing it more often.