I listen to a Phoebe Bridgers song called Georgia on a regular basis and feel the same gut punch every time she gets to a single line:

If I fiiiiiiiiiiiix you, will you haaaaaate me?

I feel the beginning of tears even as I type up the lyrics now. Such…

I was looking through my Instagram posts, an endless feed of different versions of myself floating by, when I realized that the lost person I was in those photos no longer exists.

I remember the free-falling feeling of the infinite scroll in the before times when I didn’t know myself…

In the frozen parking lot of an H-E-B, my husband and I wait in a line that snakes through the pharmacy drive-thru. My shins are cold from the air my wide leg jeans let in above my fuzzy socks. A mom and her three kids stand huddled six feet in…

The Southern Baptist Church has long nourished an environment of strict surveillance dressed as accountability for its women, and basic impunity for its white male leadership.

Though I have read more than a handful of her bible studies, a decade down the road Beth Moore is distilled in my mind as “the bible study and Daniel fast woman.” The Daniel diet is one of hundreds of Christian takes on spiritual fasting wherein you eat only plant-based…

Stored within me from years of spiritual philosophy studies is the idea that nature exists as a method of teaching us about our own humanity. Rain hits dry ground to teach us of thirst. Wind knocks a tumbleweed down the road to teach us to be rooted. A butterfly emerges…

Madie Riley

Disabled first gen Cuban American. Neurodivergent, queer and v hilarious. Writer and creator in Austin, TX.

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