Category Archives: Personal Story

It Happened To Me

It happened to me. I was 13 when it started and just shy of 14 when I finally gathered the courage to stop it. My perpetrator was not Roy Moore. I did not live in Gadsden, but rather in a town not so far from


With all the Harvey Weinstein, Bill O’Reilly, and Donald Trump rape and assault accusations and with all the women coming forward, telling their stories, and supporting one another, I have had increased hope for future generations and maybe even our own to subvert rape culture


Suzy is a tan dog with a black snout like a strong German Shepherd mix should be. I thought she was still growing when I found her, and I hoped she would be my largest dog weighing in at 100 lbs. Yet my veterinarian took

Can We Please Stop Moshing?

It’s a Friday or Saturday or maybe even a Tuesday, and there’s a show I want to see playing at the punk club. I’m a midrange crowd person –not the very front, but not the back either. Decidedly cuddled into the sea of people. The

Our Epilogue

I can hear the trains.  You can always hear the trains here in the morning. They are like me—waking early, coming and going, never arriving, clanging together at the stops, eager to be back on their way. They whistle sadly, and it echoes over the

The Trip

The trip got off to a rocky start, arriving in Alabama panicked and depressed and coming off absolutely all my medications. I had just quit my job not two weeks prior and graduated with my doctorate in psychology a week after that with an unceremonious

Letter From A Southern Daughter

You wanted better things for me… You wanted better things for me, so I worked in impoverished Elysian Fields in New Orleans as a teenager and saw every advantage I had to be grateful for and returned changed, with a deep sense of empathy and

Can’t Keep A Good Woman Down

A few months back my boyfriend and I watched the movie Big Eyes. It starred Amy Adams, whom I’ve always enjoyed in movies probably because of her prettiness and red hair. She gives elegant performances and always looks like she’s thinking deeply, something that can

Grief & Loss

  Do you ever feel like if one strand of the universe bends the wrong way, you will simply break into a million pieces and become lost in the gray static of your own life? I do. In the past six months, I have separated