tuesday the 13th of september if you think about it, everything we love will eventually kill us. your sport will injure you, your pizza makes you fat, your cigs give you cancer.

thursday the 14th of april the reality of being a woman is actually not to be a woman, but to be a woman’s body thinking of a man watching your woman’s body and performing for the imaginary man. because the imaginary man is actually, every man. even as myself, a critical thinker, a passionate feminist,…

friday the 15th of april i am sad as i always on the way home, not because i hate home, just in that bittersweet, dreary sense of sad, where songs seem extra emotional. i watch as families, couples, friends, just go about their lives, unaware of me perched, observing. i watch people hug, kiss, cry…

saturday the 4th of december my carrier bag i regret buying is sagging with the weight of a quorn roast, a tub of vegan ice cream, and three bottles of ciders, because apparently calories and alcoholism don’t count under the guise of festivity. on the way there i was bitter, cold, annoyed, at having to…