IT PAYS by Allyson Darling Violet-colored feathers encircled my eyes; the elastic tied around my head pulled at my hair — a Mardi Gras mask wasn’t exactly the item I had imagined wearing to protect my identity. I lied on my stomach with my feet splayed out on a
Wednesday began like so many have these past seven months, since inauguration day. I woke up late and dragging because I’d been battling an asthma and allergies flair up the past few days. Bleary eyed while I stumbled around my kitchen making coffee, I logged on to social media to see
OFF MENU IS SPONSORED BY BENDER’S BECAUSE THEY ARE BADASS. DROP BY AND MAKE SOME BAD DECISIONS WITH SOME GOOD PEOPLE! Some days suck and you also happen to have them off work. Binge watching Netflix is always a valid option, but if your legs are feeling as restless as your soul try
Is the Resistance in a funk, or is it just me? Meetings packed in months past have thinned out. I heard a rumor that call volume to our California District 1 representative, Doug LaMalfa, is back down to pre-election norms. And the conversations I have with other new activist are becoming increasingly …unenergetic.
INROADS UP HILLS by John Christopher Nelson The rises and falls distort Celia’s sense of place. Tonight is too cold for May, and the cartilage in her knees stiffens as she navigates the familiar, unsafe path to her apartment. Hosting at a bar means getting stuck at work until the
By Katie Barbaro Let’s face it: therapy is expensive and rarely covered by insurance. You’ve probably asked yourself, “Do I want to pay out of pocket for an hour-long therapy session or feed myself for a month?” (Answer: FEED YOURSELF, per Maslow’s Hierarchy of Needs.) Ideally, therapy will someday be
By Katie Barbaro May is Mental Health Awareness Month—AKA a great excuse to write a light-hearted article about my eating disorder. Let’s dive into the heavy background-y stuff first, shall we? I’ve had an unhealthy relationship with food for as long as I can remember. When I was 8, I