I often struggle with feeling included, but the more I talk about it, the less it gets fixed. We live in a world where everyone cares so much about how much money you have and make, who you know, what you can do for them, how tall and attractive you are, and if you’ll be relevant…
Last night I debated which ice cream flavor to get for what felt like half an hour. I decided on a tub of Neapolitan. Going to the grocery store is one…
My mom told me tonight that she once had a yoga teacher tell her “you must always be aware of being aware…” she said, “anyways, he was busy fucking his…
On April 15th, 2015, I wrote (what I consider) my first story about love. For two years of my life, I loved ‘B.’ He was complicated and sensitive and…
I woke up this morning and thought about you delicately. The thoughts I have of you are my favorite. I could sit around all day wondering what you’re up…
I ride over the Williamsburg Bridge and I wonder what it would be like if we were face to face. The thought excites me so much that I feel myself…
Last night, I came to the realization that love comes in so many forms, and it doesn’t always have to be romantic. In fact, it doesn’t have to be…
At this point in my life, I only exist to have feelings and observations. I write because I don’t feel seen. At least not in the way I’d like to be…
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