The Home Of Martha J Allard

I love fountain pens. I love watching the shimmer of the words as the ink dries in the wake of the nib across the page. I love the stains...

This morning, early, I had the best dream. I was at my mom’s house, and she was there too. She had a bunch of stuff for me to take home...

I have spent the last few weeks helping to make masks. My roommate has produced hundreds. I just sewed what she told me to. I was...

Yesterday was the very first day that I felt October. I mean really felt it tapping on my shoulder. I know it's almost November, but I've...

Tigger warning: rape and rape denial Why did I never tell? I’m sick of that question. Why didn’t I tell that I was raped? Twice? Because...