Author name: Alma Drake

Radio Silence

Well, it happens sometimes, doesn’t it? We need to hole up and be hermits for a while, us introverts anyway. I can’t seem to recharge enough lately, and I’m not sure why. It might be atmospheric, social, political, environmental, solar storms … could be anything, honestly. But the struggle is very real, and I’m sorry

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Blank Pages

Everywhere I look blank pages The world becomes invisible with it’s coating of brilliant gleaming . . . Nothingness . . . It’s been over a week since I have seen, really seen, brown or gray or tired green and the cold is a constant ache you’d think we’d be used to by now But

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Mesa

A rooster crows somewhere in Mesa in the tangle of Phoenix This anomaly wakes me up makes me chuckle Mesa seems to be mostly gray-haired Iowans sick of the cold who come here to Never Be Cold Again But it’s November and I miss the cold and I miss our modest-sized bed where we brush

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It Matters

The Refrigerator Wife trope has haunted us for centuries. There are plenty of fairy tales where a woman has to die in order for something to happen, and so many books from the 18th and 19th centuries where a woman is just starting to have some agency over her life and has to either commit suicide or die of the consumption (it’s always the fucking consumption, innit?) because we can’t have women making their own decisions about their lives.

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