The lust to wander is back full force and I don’t quite know what to do with this familiar feeling. … More
Tag: Anna Mischke
Object.
Inappropriate and sometimes downright aggressive encounters are not rare in the life of women today. All women, to varying degrees, … More
Lack.
Yesterday I was awakened from a hazy sleep with a text from my landlord asking if I had a check ready … More
Pillars.
I had the joy of celebrating this past weekend– and celebrating hard. With friends and family clustering around at every side … More
Nook.
This week I shared drinks on the sunlit porch of Hank’s conversing about life, work, projects and everything in between. When my … More
Anchored.
This Saturday we finally celebrated my mother’s fabulous marriage at a bridal shower that was beyond special. A bit belated, … More
Dream.
I dream a lot. I dream vividly and lucidly and remember clusters of them like they were pulled from … More
Gaze.
I’m sitting in my dimly lit living room with M83 playing in the background, grapefruit La Croix in reach, snuggled into … More
Shell.
As my mom and I walked outside her house across craggy little Washington rocks along the beach in Gig … More
The thrum.
7:40pm I imagine the heavy thrum I hear when inside an airplane being similar to that of what a … More