THE SLOW BURN OF SOUL SELLING

There may not be a meaning to life, but life has to be lived with meaning – especially during this current shit show. The alternative is headlessly floating around adding to the impending explosion Anna Bradley-Smith writes. Every day I think about the ways I could be a better person. I pick up the free-range organic eggs, and then eat takeout egg fried rice. I … Continue reading THE SLOW BURN OF SOUL SELLING

WHEN IN DOUBT, WATCH THE SIMPLE LIFE

Anna Bradley-Smith Sometimes in life things happen that you can’t explain like deja vu, covfefe and how you have one chip and the whole bag’s gone. Or how, in a moment of extreme self-doubt, I tracked down season one of the Simple Life. I was a first-time viewer having skipped the series in its heyday of the early aughties; my 12-year-old self either uninterested or … Continue reading WHEN IN DOUBT, WATCH THE SIMPLE LIFE

SAYING GOODBYE TO AN ICON

Sally Hedberg When news broke the Village Voice would cease its print publication New Yorkers went into mourning. The alt-weekly had become a part of so many’s New York identities, including Sally Hedberg who put pen to paper for old times sake. I daydreamed about moving to New York City and writing for Village Voice throughout high school, soul-saving daydreams for a teenage girl navigating those … Continue reading SAYING GOODBYE TO AN ICON

THE NEW VERSION

Anna Bradley-Smith Wikipedia the world’s fountain of knowledge had to tell me my ex-boyfriend’s birthdate today. I wanted to wish him a happy 29th or 30th, I also needed to check which it was. Things blur quickly with change. I try to end relationships on good terms, often boiling down to an annual birthday well wish. Scrolling through the brief bio section I got what … Continue reading THE NEW VERSION