I Spend Far Too Much Time On

Maybe The Body Is Taking Responsibility Where The Mind Is Not. It's Scrapbooking For Us.

I Developed A Crazy Face Rash After I Got Engaged To A Guy I Must Have Known Somewhere I Should Not Marry. I Hadn't Articulated This To Myself, So My Face Told The World Instead.

I Love This Idea Of The Body As A Trauma Archive!

I Like Playing With A Popular Cliché And Making It My Own By Half-embracing It, Half-disemboweling It.

Every Once In A While When I Get A Migraine, I Like To Think, "who Hates Me Today?"