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Continue reading →: Matilda Joslyn Gage: The Radical Visionary Who Documented Women’s Stolen InventionsA radical feminist visionary meets her modern interviewer. Gage reveals how institutions stole women’s inventions, why she split from the suffrage movement, and why her 19th-century warnings about church power feel urgently prophetic in 2026. Uncompromising. Witty. Brilliant.
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Continue reading →: The Ghost of a CroissantI crave a nine-dollar cronut, but New Corinth doesn’t do artisanal. So here I am, eating sticky Butterscotch Krimpets on a fire escape, watching the grey river and learning to appreciate a city that refuses to be cool.
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Continue reading →: The Weight of Domesticity: Why Housework Feels Like a Personal InsultDiscover why housework triggers such visceral resentment. This groundbreaking analysis reveals the hidden architecture of domestic burden – spanning centuries of oppression, invisible cognitive labour, neurological exploitation, and existential confinement. The anger is rational, not personal.
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Continue reading →: True NorthThey’ll tell you he was a number in a file, a name spelt wrong in a ledger. But I have the compass he held when the world went dark. Paper lies; brass remembers. Let them try and take him now.
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Continue reading →: A Fragment in the DustI dwell amongst dead things, finding comfort in cold stone where living society offers none. Yet whilst I catalogue the ruins of empires, a greener ruin spreads within my own breast – the silent, shameful canker of envy.
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Continue reading →: Margaret W. Rossiter: The Historian Who Named Erasure While Experiencing ItHistorian Margaret W. Rossiter excavated five hundred hidden women scientists from archives and coined the “Matilda effect” – then watched institutions ignore her own tenure case. A candid conversation on naming erasure, institutional resistance, and why recognition without action remains an academic exercise.
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Continue reading →: The View from the Turning BasinSitting in the Riverfront Wawa lot, I realised being bitter about this changing city isn’t a personality. I can’t change the grey Delaware weather, but I can trade the chip on my shoulder for a wrench. It’s time to show up.
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Continue reading →: The Architecture of Tears: Why Music Breaks Us Without PermissionAn investigation into the biological, structural, and philosophical reasons we fall apart when the chorus hits.
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Continue reading →: The Fair CopyThey told me to make the past safe. To turn a man’s scream into silence. I gave the Army their fair copy, but in my pocket, I hid the truth. Ink is permanent, even when it is forbidden.
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Continue reading →: The Space Between the Row HomesYou ask about relationships? At eighty-nine, I’ve learned the best ones aren’t always in birthday cards. It’s the neighbour salting my steps, the river that remembers my history, and the friends who stayed when everyone else left.
Feign the virtue thou dost seek, till it becometh thine own
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