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How Well Do I Know Myself?

With a new moon comes new beginnings, or so they say. Honestly, when I hear those two words together, all I can think about is Edward...

Glam Me Baby, One More Time

I walked into Tessa's house... I'm sorry, mansion, in sweatpants and a bleach-stained Kid Rock tee; the grease clinging to every strand...

A Night in Vegas

"My name's Stella," I told him, trying my best to answer as if I were talking to a substitute teacher - not rude... just, blase. I...

The Chaos Theory

When Devon and I spoke about myself writing a piece for “Coffee and a Question,” first and foremost, I was of course honored, but also,...

Land of the Free

4th of July… Independence Day – I’ve thought about what to write in honor of this national holiday and my options have gone back and...

06.30.2013

When I got a message from Taylor informing me she was ready to tell her story but needed help telling it, I was excited, then honored,...

Grief in 2020

What is grief? If we were to boil it down to one word, I think collectively we could agree that grief is loss. 2020 has made its mark on...

An Ode To You, Dad

What a challenge it must’ve been, becoming a dad to someone who didn’t remember having one. You embraced my feminine nature, teaching me...

Military Woman

My name is Desiree Herrera and I am 57 years old. I was born in Milwaukee, Wisconsin, raised in Pewaukee, Wisconsin, and now live in La...

Back To War

The dark smoke engulfed my lungs and forced a film over my strong blue eyes which sat behind a pair of classic silver aviators. The...

Time's Up

In a #MeToo era, where men and women are extended an olive branch to share their stories of sexual abuse, I still felt like mine wasn’t...

PRIDE

My name’s Tyler and I’m 23 years old. I was born in Albuquerque, New Mexico where I grew up with my mom, dad and two younger brothers, in...

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