Dear 2017, You’ve been one terrible decade. When midnight arrives on December 31st it won’t be a millisecond too soon, though when it does—it will feel less like celebration and
I’m not writing this to everyone. I’m writing this to you—the person whose heart is heavy today, the one for whom this season is not merry and bright, the one
Many people who voted for Donald Trump in the 2016 Election said they did so because he was a successful businessman. They were half right. He was a businessman alright,
There’s no other way to say it: these are long and dark days in America, and it has nothing to do with the orientation of the planet—and everything to do
Dear 2017, You’ve been one terrible decade. When midnight arrives on December 31st it won’t be a millisecond too soon, though when it does—it will feel less like celebration and
I’m not writing this to everyone. I’m writing this to you—the person whose heart is heavy today, the one for whom this season is not merry and bright, the one
Many people who voted for Donald Trump in the 2016 Election said they did so because he was a successful businessman. They were half right. He was a businessman alright,
There’s no other way to say it: these are long and dark days in America, and it has nothing to do with the orientation of the planet—and everything to do