The Perimenopocalypse

The Exorcist: Estrogen's Revenge

I started writing because I was afraid of how easily thoughts would disappear. Not the important—but the small ones. How light shifts when I leave a room. The sound of a page turning in the night.

Small observations. They don’t ask to be understood.
Only to be recorded and maybe read, slowly.

— Lucía M.

  • Hello World!

    Welcome to the perimenopocalypse. Stay tuned if you can relate at all to being freezing when going to bed, yet waking up drenched in sweat.…

    : Hello World!