by Kaila Philo

Pretty and Witty

Images are easy to project ourselves onto—we’re taught to do so, after all—but it’s a bit harder to describe what’s on the inside, especially when we misconstrue our detachment as a vacancy, rather than a conscious subduing of pain.

Once More, With Feeling

What’s wrong with feeling, anyway?

The Doomsday Diaries

To live is to wade through constant endings.