Let them eat cake.

Let them eat cake.

I’ve spent the last few days since Election-geddon in a vodka-induced coma. I know, really productive, Am. Ok, I’m being a little dramatic. I’ve also been hugging people… a lot. And sending sad memes to friends. On election Tuesday I was skipping around my natural...
I suppose I’m a little sad.

I suppose I’m a little sad.

When I was just wee tot — always wanted to start a sentence that way — I had several hideouts; spaces and places where no one could find me. Growing up in the lush, dense forests of Western New York provided ample options for magical disappearing acts. I’d wake up...