I can’t decide what my biography should say. Something along the lines of: Tiffany is a senior graduating in April. She has successfully survived five years of school and still has no idea what to do with her life. She enjoys writing and spending copious amounts of time watching Netflix to counteract all the learning […]

Cyclical. That’s how I read this. It’s cyclic in the way that it repeats itself. In the string of repetition, in the opening of the text to the decision to include the languages from before the whaling ships arrived, the pidgin languages, the creole languages, and the other language offshoots. Colonialism is cyclic. Racism is […]

I’ve been doing a lot of free writing related to my anxiety and frustration about being unable to write. This is a freewrite that came about after reading something and having my mind wander completely away from the story because of associations triggered by a certain word or scene that took my mind elsewhere. I’m […]

Herr Doktor,      I want to siphon this anxiety from my body and bottle it up. I want to place it somewhere forgettable and shove it away like a half-finished poem. I want to find it crumpled in the corner several years down the road and think, “huh, I’d forgotten about this one.” And then […]

There wasn’t a slot to post this on EMU online, so I’m posting it here for safe measure. The entries without any outline are ones that I’m not sure about or haven’t read in a couple years. Acker, Kathy. Great Expectations. New York: Grove Press, 1982. Print. – semiautobiographical – about her mother’s suicide – […]

1 – Parasite – Letter P Parahelion, protactinium, papilla, parallax, phlegmatic, penumbra, peneplain (as well as pabulum because I’m a cheater.) My perihelion is approximately 3.76 billion miles away from your catalyst. I am Pluto’s charismatic stifling, wailing into the void of your plumage. Please, please, please let me suffocate in your radiance, your subtle […]

So, I have had a paper due every week since the beginning of the semester. Which means that I haven’t had any time to do anything except write papers and do research. Which means that I haven’t been writing as much as I would like to. Which means I am behind. But enough about me […]

Tumor family: stool and my galls looming. They scan family health secede from price cult. This drug hemisphere planet in order patient for guinea pig. Who am I, not birthless shows through drug expiration face. Date of my bare fills remain: no recognize me in Host. I think I’m breath: A flesh they’re tall of […]