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  • The Big Leap

    “The most regretful people on earth are those who felt the call to creative work, who felt their own creative power restive and uprising, and gave to it neither power nor time.” – Mary Oliver I obtained my first and only black eye at six years old. My unforgiving adversary was a cement walkway surrounding…

    The Big Leap
  • Letter to 18-Year-Old Madison

    Dear Madison, It’s me, Madison. Or Mads. We let anyone call us that now, not just the besties. (There were too many Madisons when you first joined the lacrosse team in college—yes, lacrosse, despite your zero years of experience.) Don’t worry, though. We still don’t go by Madi. If you’ll indulge me, imagine we are…

    Letter to 18-Year-Old Madison
  • On Coming Out

    Hi. My name is Madison. You probably already knew that, but this post might be filled with some new information for you, so it can’t hurt to start with what we know. Without wasting any more words, let me tell you exactly what you’re getting into: this is me telling you that I’m queer. This…

    On Coming Out
  • On the Accident

    It’s been almost three weeks since I got in a bad rollover car accident. I haven’t even close to begun to try to fully process everything that these last few weeks have held, because if they can be processed, it means there’s an answer to it all. And I don’t believe there really is. But…

    On the Accident