I divest a very different tune when I'm all alone and have doffed the rest of the world.
Giovanna C.August 6, 2023
His name was Jesse*. I met him in fifth grade. Today is his birthday. And I loved him.
Giovanna C.August 22, 2022
I often wonder if people are sick of New Yorkers always talking about New York City. Living here makes up such a part of who we are, that "New Yorker"…
Giovanna C.May 7, 2022
I can't smell the smoke, but I sure can see it. And the fires are not coming from where they say they are.
Giovanna C.March 13, 2022
We have to batten down for one final shit-monsoon before we can emerge squeaky clean on the other side.
Giovanna C.November 29, 2021
People are not commodities. We can't just be picked up and thrown out like yesterday's garbage. People have been doing that for centuries, disposing of those they find no longer…
Giovanna C.November 24, 2021
"So what's the over under on Brian?" she asked me in the hallway. "Who?" I asked, nervous about what conversation I was about to have. "Laundrie. Brian Laundrie." "Oh," I…
Giovanna C.October 25, 2021