My dad used to say that I was a collector of trash and that my mom was my enabler. Long before I was allowed to drink, I started keeping wine bottles that I found interesting: a merlot with a Beatles-themed label, a chianti with a bulbous bottom wrapped in straw. Eventually, I ran out ofContinue reading “what & how we collect”
Category Archives: Personal
who’s afraid of Sylvia Plath?
I am. Or, I was. Here’s what happened. I was seventeen the summer after I graduated from high school. My family and I took a trip to the beach. It wasn’t something we did often. We were more of a hike-in-the-woods family than a sand-and-surf family. I’m pretty sure we went because I insisted thatContinue reading “who’s afraid of Sylvia Plath?”
tell me how you think
I, along with hundreds of thousands of Twitter users, recently learned that some people do not think in words. I mean they don’t spend their waking hours reviewing every thought that passes through their head by attaching language to it. The insides of their minds do not sound like an endless loop of internal monologuingContinue reading “tell me how you think”
who am I? what is this?
an introduction I’ve been toying with this idea for weeks now, maybe months. It’s hard to say. In some sense, I’ve been toying with this idea for years and only recently did it all come together. Allow me to explain the “I” of night-hours. I am Molly. I am currently 25. I live in Pittsburgh,Continue reading “who am I? what is this?”
Molly Andrea-Ryan 