Proportions

“I died after living more of my life with you than I lived with just myself.” Jenny Slate, Little Weirds We all live with this tiny little clock that ticks beside us. It ticks with every heartbeat. It measures the life we spend on our own and the life we spend in the company ofContinue reading “Proportions”

Being Human: Here Comes Autumn

FALL TRANSITION By: Gabriela Yareliz And here we are. Inside of my little studio, French jazz playing, little amber candles burning and the drawers of my dresser only half closed. That’s the way it goes on a Friday where I don’t want to leave my house anymore, and I just want to start my sentenceContinue reading “Being Human: Here Comes Autumn”