For the Love of Drooping Hands

Well, as of my college move-in today, I will officially become a sophomore, also known as a wise fool! Although yesterday I started quoting Monsters Inc. in a restaurant and laughed too hard at myself for anyone to understand what I was saying, so let’s just say that I’ve been ready to possess an insultingContinue reading “For the Love of Drooping Hands”

Apocalyptic Beauty

Not to sound like the classical homeschool family we are, but my mom and I were recently griping about the lies and objectification within some modern music. Don’t get us wrong, she’s a diehard U2 fan and I rediscovered my love for Mumford and Sons over the summer; it’s not like we only listen toContinue reading “Apocalyptic Beauty”

The August Ecce

May is Mary’s Month, and I Muse at that and wonder why Perhaps in imitation of these opening lines from Hopkins’ The May Magnificat, one could write: August paints her bleeding heart, And I long to know her art Obviously that plagiarist is embarrassing herself a bit. But she still thinks it’s important to museContinue reading “The August Ecce”

Goodnight, Fools

Happy Sunday! Sorry that this post is a little later than usual. It’s been a crazy week, a crazier weekend, and honestly, writer’s block has been hitting harder than usual over the last few weeks. But I think it’s providential that this post is late. Today’s Gospel is about the evening of our lives, andContinue reading “Goodnight, Fools”

A Singular Glance of Tearful Eyes

One year ago on this upcoming Friday, I sat in the grass with Jesus present in the Church behind me. Trying not to hopelessly squint into the setting sun, I shared my witness with a group of middle and high school students on the feast of Mary Magdalen. It was such a tender gift toContinue reading “A Singular Glance of Tearful Eyes”

Little Essay on Blood

In the evening of July 8, 1897, a young nun was admitted to the infirmary of her convent. It would be her final nest before flying into the heaven already present in her mighty soul, the marriage bed that she shared with her crucified Spouse. From July 6 to August 5, she coughed up bloodContinue reading “Little Essay on Blood”

The Woman in the Pink Overalls: An Open Letter to the APA

Dear American Psychological Association, I know that you are probably never going to see this letter. I know that being angry on the internet doesn’t accomplish much, if anything. But I also know that “a threat to justice anywhere is a threat to justice everywhere.” And so I am writing to protest the injustice youContinue reading “The Woman in the Pink Overalls: An Open Letter to the APA”

Happy Hearts Day Part 2: Litany of Courage

I have so many dreams as a writer. This post fulfills a dream that for so long seemed too wonderful to even hope for. This is my first piece in post-Roe America. How beautiful is it that the first day of this new period in American history falls on the Memorial of the Immaculate HeartContinue reading “Happy Hearts Day Part 2: Litany of Courage”

Happy Hearts Day Part 1: Hidden in the Rupture

Does anyone actually like Valentine’s Day? To quote Jane Austen, “It is a truth universally acknowledged that every single or taken man or woman, regardless of fortune, age, or creed, does not actually enjoy corporate exploitation of one of the deepest mysteries of the universe for the sake of jacked up prices for flavorless chocolate,Continue reading “Happy Hearts Day Part 1: Hidden in the Rupture”