Sewing Past Stigmas

The last few weeks have been filled with sleep and sleeplessness. While jetlag is the usual suspect, I sense it's more than that. My body is still processing all that I saw, all that I heard... When I close my eyes, I can hear the buzzing of machines. Machines that go on and on for … Continue reading Sewing Past Stigmas


Violated and Vulnerable, Me Too.

I am the woman who walks on the beach alone. The woman who is assaulted and violated just because a young man sees my body as property that is not currently being manned. I am every woman. I am the woman whose breasts are grabbed by hands groping between the bus seats. I a.m. the woman stopped by … Continue reading Violated and Vulnerable, Me Too.