Modern Life By the Numbers

CheneyLife Stories, Poetry4 Comments

I am twenty pounds heavier than last year and ten pounds heavier than I was the first time he told me he loved me. There have been four men since him, and six new apartments. Two roommates, two cats, and one child. Leaning into thirty-five, those numbers are scary. They seem small in the scheme of things when the scheme of things includes light … Read More

Just Like This

CheneyPersonal Growth0 Comments

I’ve been spending a lot of time alone lately, and spending a lot of that time trying to figure stuff out about myself and make myself better. Does that sound weird? It’s true. I think a lot of people probably have times in their lives where they really want to make some drastic change because they think it will make … Read More

She’ll Finally Understand

CheneyParenting, Writing Challenges4 Comments

A few weeks ago my best friend confided in me that she is pregnant. This didn’t come as a surprise, because she and her husband have been actively trying to get pregnant for a while now, but was exciting to news to hear. I felt immediate delight at the thought of getting to snuggle and sniff at some fresh baby … Read More

when you’re alone

CheneyPoetry, Writing Challenges6 Comments

it doesn’t have to be the scariest thing in the world to get out of bed in the morning i know how it feels sometimes, the quickening, the fear, the panic, and how much you would rather crawl back back into a place that feels safe but you don’t have to be afraid all the time

Lofty Goals

CheneyBlogging, On Writing0 Comments

This new blog is for the pounding in my heart when I come to a new blank page. Specifically this blank page, where I come say: “Hey.” Even though I would usually rather not talk to people, I would pretty much always rather be sitting at home by myself reading or watching TV, but the thing is I have all … Read More

We Can’t Be Afraid to Try

CheneyPersonal Growth0 Comments

There are a lot of things that I am afraid of. As a woman, as a mother, a writer, a designer, and a new business owner (on top of everything else which defines who I am) there seem to be countless things to be scared of. I’m afraid I will fail. At everything. I’m afraid people won’t take me seriously. … Read More

You Can’t Have Love

CheneyPoetry0 Comments

You can’t have love but you can have this kiss out in the rain on Providence Street, you can have this perfect man pressing you up against the kitchen sink whispering in your ear, you’re so beautiful, and you’re only twenty years old then, so you don’t know yet how bleak it will get, that you’ll get to 34 and … Read More