Category: Word Grit

Integrity isn’t a carefully crafted image. It’s not something you flash like an ID when youre buying alcohol and cigarettes. Integrity is the thing you do when no one’s around. The thing that doesn’t get applause. The thing that costs you more than it gives, but it’s the right thing. It’s the spine that holds…

Truth is hard to swallow, but the pill is the pain that brings the retching of realization. Truth scrapes the throat on the way down. Sits heavy in the gut. Sometimes it’s not kind or sweet. Not wrapped in gold foil or dressed up for dinner. Hard truth can show up in bare skin and…

Theorizing and speculation are cousins at a family reunion you didn’t ask to attend, but they behave very differently. Theorizing is the one wearing a tie, pretending it has a plan. It takes the scraps of reality: data, patterns, breadcrumbs of evidence; and then tries to stitch them into a story that makes sense, a…

I’ve seen the world try to pull me apart with both hands—one dressed like anxiety, the other masked as obligation to other people to fix their needs. Bright-eyed devils with calendars for teeth, always selling me futures I didn’t ask for. Distractions demanding attention, and for what? To validate their existence? The noise was a…