THREE OF CUPS
In light of the current political climate, I’m more invested than ever in creating structures built on power-from-within. Knowledge has always been a source of power for me. When I use knowledge, even self-knowledge, to set a hierarchical boundary

TWO OF CUPS
Twigs snapped under fur-lined boots crunching in the snow. Our breath slipped between our lips and frosted white as we wandered among the pines. We didn’t need to see our fingers and noses to know they had long turned red...

DAUGHTER OF CUPS
Last year, I took a long hiatus from dating. Or rather, I spent some time dating myself. It wasn’t easy. There were months of tucking under covers, staring at the ceiling, longing, and wondering “why am I doing this?” Bit by bit, the question was answered. As I prepared beautiful meals for one, stroked lavender everything into...

NINE OF CUPS
I sighed as I rubbed water marks off the cups my mother asked me to set out on the dining table. My cousin’s long blonde curls swept over my arm as she placed forks over napkins I knew the perfectionist in me would have to refold. Still, there was a warmth that...