We don’t only worry about ourselves.

Originally published on May 8, 2025.

To be alive on planet earth is to keep a home. Originally published on April 24, 2025.

I’m a little late to the party.

We’re living in a dystopian beauty culture.

Originally published on March 2, 2025.

It’s Been a Journey Y’all.

Some of my most vivid memories are tied to smoking.

I was 34 before I received an OCD diagnosis.

I’m happy not to count J.D. Vance among my fellow alumni.

Originally published on January 16, 2025.

One of the things I’ve been grieving is the chosen family I’m no longer certain I ever truly had.

Original flash creative nonfiction by Liz.

It’s OK to grieve different losses in different ways.

I’ll always cheer for team USA, but I’ll always worry about them too.

Whether people ask if I’m from the Midwest or the South, I say yes.

Thoughts on bisexual womanhood & intimate partner violence.

On memory, trauma, and forgetting.

Maybe this stubborn nostalgia of mine was born from trauma; maybe it’s just a phase that has to run its course.