“your body is not his home.” By Sasha on her couch

Saturday February 25, 2017
5 minutes
milk and honey
Rupi Kaur

I get home and I dump all of my shit on the bed, because who has the energy to put things away after twelve and a half hours of filing and photocopying and scanning and – … well, you get the picture. Next, I change, because I do not know any sane adult who hangs out at home in their work clothes. I go into the kitchen, pour myself a glass of – … Wait, should I not mention booze? Will that be a point against me? I mean, I know that there isn’t really a point system but… you know what I mean? Oh. Okay. Yes. Of course. Water? Sure. Sure…

“So am I. So Am I.” By Sasha at her kitchen table

Friday February 24, 2017
5 minutes
East of Eden
John Steinbeck

watching this woman
all back muscles and delicacy
all breath in taut places
all grace and elegance
all body
a hiccup
so am i so am i
watching this woman
all strength and intention
all motherhood and wisdom
all risk all insecurity
all body
a sneeze
so am i
so am i
a sob in my throat
i wonder how this
whole sex
generation after
generation comes to
despise their home
watching this woman
moving across a floor
in pink tennis shoes
carving air like cake

“your body is not his home.” By Julia in her cabin

Saturday February 25, 2017
5 minutes
milk and honey
-rupi kaur

When I was 7 my mother babysat a boy named Benjamin who was my age, and his two younger brothers. Ben had white blond hair and white blond eyebrows and he swore like a sailor. He had a lot of excess saliva, always pooling at the base of his tongue so when he spoke he shot out spurts or sometimes entire globules of spit. I thought this made him cute. I thought his boyish hair was something to brag about. One day we were playing in my room and Benjamin asked if we could sit in my closet. I didn’t know what he wanted to do but I do know that going into the closet was slightly wrong. It felt bad. I wanted to be bad with Benjamin. We brought Barbies and then sat in there on the floor with the lights on just staring at each other. Ben suggested that we show each other our private parts and I thought, yeah, alright, I don’t see why not.

“mini-volcanoes” by Sasha at her desk

Thursday February 23, 2017
5 minutes
From the Ocean Village Activity Book

Granite countertops, stainless steel appliances, hardwood, backsplash, and just wait until you see the shower. I know that you were hoping for a little bit more square footage, but I can guarantee you that you aren’t going to find anything better in your price range. Bear in mind that the previous owner lived there for almost thirty five years, so you may notice – … you know what? Nevermind. Let’s just go in.

Here it is! Bear in mind that it needs a paint job, and…

Look. Angela, this is the forty seventh unit I’ve shown to you. You need to, how can I say this, shit or get off the pot?