To Be or Not to Be a Mother—Elizabeth Goes to the Theater
Two plays—one looking to the past, and the other to the future—descry the plights of former and potential mothers, respectively.
Deep Exhaustion
Thinking About Bipolar Rage After Watching “Angry Elephants Attack Animals, Wildly and Savagely Taking Over” on YouTube
Rejection Refuse
The World Is Depressed (Not Me), Part 2
The World Is Depressed (Not Me)
Recipe for Conspiracy Theories
Ode/Apologia to/for My Body
Just Another Bad Habit
Kinkster Pride—Elizabeth Borrows a Book from the Library
Young children do not care about and are not interested in the sex lives of adults.
Bars vs. Bullets—Elizabeth Goes to the Theater
Maybe a spoof called “The Choir of Non-Binary, Fluid, Ambiguous, and Polymorphously Adventurous”?
Murder and Mommy Issues—Elizabeth Binge-Watches Killing Eve
Are my Mommy Issues unique to me and a small subset of women, or are they the result of sexist expectations, rigid gender roles, coercive conformity?
What Misery Is This?
I'm Mad as Hell and I Don't Know If I Can Take It Anymore
The Worst Mother in the World
![[Archived] Highlights from My Love Life](https://images.squarespace-cdn.com/content/v1/579fa3912994ca0eff850271/1584406530571-4AIT6KE73S90PT02H84Q/160146-Kiss-Me-I-m-Irish.jpg)
[Archived] Highlights from My Love Life
My first high school steady
was a computer geek.
I read sci-fi novels
and corrected his college essay.
We tried bondage and anal.
I'm lucky his interest in me
wasn't confined to the cranial.
Content Warnings and Capitalism—Elizabeth Goes to the Theater
Content Warnings and Capitalism—
Elizabeth Goes to the Theater
Uncertainty
Nothing will make her lie down. Nothing will make her leave this old house.
Ambivalence: On Disagreeing with Those You Love
I’m taking the opportunity to have my thoughts and poems appear in juxtaposition to those of others, in the hope of expanding the range of views available.
An Unrelentingly Depressing Poem
Her home became a grave
she shared with her memories and regrets.
...that if being a prostitute is just ‘sex work’ then why is it awkward if your manager at the local Starbucks offers you a raise for a blow job? It’s just work, right? “I’ll have a Chai Latte and a rim job. I’ll keep the tip.”