I don't know why I'm telling you this, but I sat in the car all Sunday afternoon weeping until my eyes became raw and swollen, which I do every Sunday from 3:30pm to 4:30pm while my husband watches football, before heading back inside to continue being a wife. When I first started this ritual, the neighbors… Continue reading ‘Til Death Do Us Part.
When a mysterious foreigner named Count Dracula sails to England from Transylvania, Victorian life is flipped, and traditions become flipped along with their lives. Women are not acting like women, and men are not acting like men. The blame is traced back to the impact of Dracula. Dracula quickly becomes a threat to Victorian… Continue reading The Maternal Embodiment of the Patriarch.
Christmas is no longer about blankets of snow draped over houses and lawns, or a pile of marshmallows plopped on steaming hot chocolate, or holiday cheer being belched through the radio, or a chubby bearded man in a warm red suit. And it is definitely not about the day they say is Jesus’s birthday.… Continue reading The “Gimme” Spirit Has Replaced the Christmas Spirit.
My name is Maxwell Smith, age 40, white male. But call me Max. Whatever you do, do not call me Mad Max or Mental Max like the rest of the world. When you write about me and cite me, call me Max. Just Max. The Warden took this hour for the interview out of my… Continue reading Live Inside the Prison with Mad Max.
On my way home from the anti-trump protest on Market Street in San Francisco last night, I saw this little girl on the bus. She was at the protest with her amazing sign. Instead of words and painting my opinion for this post, I'm just posting the picture I snapped of her. Pictures say a… Continue reading Children are Aware and Weary.
Human trafficking is slavery; it is not an occupation. It is the use of force or fraud to cause people to do labor for the perpetrator’s profit. It is illegal and a violation of human rights. Like the drug business, it is illegal but flourishes because it is easy for the “dealer” to make quick… Continue reading (In)human Trafficking
When I saw the trailer for the Secret Life of Pets, it took me on a train down memory lane. I had started to think about a similar type of story I wrote in fourth grade. I dug through my parents box of our accomplishments and school stuff and I finally found the story i thought… Continue reading Dogs Really Party (Fourth Grade Me)
Short, but impactful poem I wrote about gun violence in schools from a child's point of view. It is a sensitive topic, and may provoke some feelings, so if this is a sensitive topic for you, I would recommend not to read.