Author: athlynne

We’ve forgotten the wisdom of Jason Mewes in Dogma: “A woman’s body’s her own fucking business.”

It was more than a poetic expression of love, Before. It was truly how I felt about him.

“Then humans will die. Let there be an end to them.”

Why do I always seem to be in the hospital in August?

“We’re immortal,” my sister texted me a couple weeks ago, our new joke since getting vaccinated together.

I think it’s finally started to hit me.

I keep thinking I’ll grow past birthday woes…

Sometimes I burst out laughing for seemingly no reason, and my family looks at me like I’m crazy. Sometimes tears come just as abruptly.

Continue reading “The Heart of a Girl”

Can you hear the cries of the planet?

Continue reading “And Spring Herself, When She Woke at Dawn”

Did you know that despair used to be one of the seven deadly sins? Yes, because it was seen as an opposite of faith. Faith in God, faith that things, however dark, would get better. When I was a child, I once asked my father if God punished people for being unhappy. I don’t remember the answer. The question, though, has never stopped gnawing at me.

Continue reading “World Without End, Whatever, Amen”