The Margin

Sensation and emotional residue.
Nothing to resolve.

The One Good Suit

There is a violence to motherhood that arrives as holy fire and bare knuckles. Not the soft-focus version. Not lunchboxes and plaits or a small…

by Maia April 7, 2026

I have lived on this shelf so long the room has entered me. Dust, light, seasons. The slow rearrangement of a life. From here, I…

by Maia March 28, 2026March 28, 2026

I have never thought of myself as beautiful. Beautiful belonged to people who knew what they were doing the moment they entered a room. People…

by Maia March 16, 2026March 16, 2026

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