Sometimes, in the deepest, quietest parts of the night, as the black sky turns opaque and loneliness abounds, I find my hands creeping up...

The impact that childhood sexual assault has on a young, growing child is catastrophic and immeasurable. I can attest to that. But with...

If you were to ask me to list my talents, drawing wouldn’t even make it on there. Don’t get me wrong, I can easily draw you a picture...

I started writing the following piece many years ago, as a teenager completely ensnared in the claws of anorexia. Back then, I was so...

(This essay was initially published in The Layers Project Magazine, a phenomenal online magazine that celebrates the voices of Jewish...

This is the story of a secret so excruciating, so overwhelming in its magnitude that all you want to do is let it go. Each day you dream...

I tell you I hurt all over and you inform me that the pain is all in my head Okay, I think, Maybe it’s my anxiety that’s causing me to...

The following essay was originally published in The Layers Project Magazine. In my world, drugs were a shrouded secret, spoken about in...

Welcome back my friend Sorrow how I’ve missed the way you hug my body tightly and never let go. Pleasure to see you, Worry my mind has...

About a year and a half ago, I spent 5 weeks in Florida in a residential facility for people who have experienced trauma and suffer from...

The trauma that comes from being sexual assaulted in any way can be incredibly debilitating and isolating. Experiencing sexual abuse can...

I initially posted this piece on an amazing website called Project Proactive (https://www.jproactive.com/). They are an incredible group...

I wrote the following poem late one night; one of the many in which sleep had eluded me. After finally surrendering to the symphony of...

I have a confession to make: I’m not writing this blog for you to read. In fact, I would be absolutely, perfectly content if not a single...