Liz Zarb trying to navigate life
My birthday is on April 18th, which means it is rapidly approaching. Every year, as soon as we enter Aries season, my adrenaline skyrockets and I begin celebrating my birthday. To me, my birthday’s importance is only rivaled by Christmas. I love my birthday; ever since I was little I was always so excited by … Continue reading The Importance of a Birthday
**UPDATE: Since writing this, Wet n Wild has lost its cruelty-free status. I now use e.l.f products** Towards the end of my freshman year of college, I started dating someone, let’s call him Steve (even though he totally knows who he is). He introduced me to his group of friends (who I’m still friends with … Continue reading Trying to Live Cruelty-Free
March is endometriosis awareness month, and, seeing as I’m sitting here in pain because of my endo, I figured this was the perfect time to write about my journey with it. Endometriosis, lovingly called endo, is a condition where the lining that is supposed to grow inside of your uterus grows somewhere outside of the … Continue reading Tales of a Sick Girl, vol. 3
2018 was a year about change. I got a job, got a driver's license, got a cat, and got an idea of where I want my career to take me. I've decided that 2019 is going to be the year of adventure and productivity. I'm a part of a super exciting podcast project that I … Continue reading 2019 Directions
As I write this, it is the day after Christmas. I love Christmas with all my heart and soul; I love the decorations, I love the music, of course, I love the presents, and I love when everyone gets together to celebrate. I had around thirty family members come to my house yesterday and we … Continue reading The Complicated Feels of Christmas
My final essay for one of my classes was on Frankenstein and how Elizabeth Frankenstein fits into the "Final Girl" trope as laid out by Professor Carol Clover in her essay "Her Body, Himself." I'm really proud of how this essay came out because it's about two things that I'm fascinated by. Enjoy! In the 1996 … Continue reading His Monstrous Body, Herself… and Herself and Herself and Herself
I always thought I had a sweet face Hidden behind baby fat and Hair grown long. Naive and inexperienced, But content, Until I got sick. Seventeen-years-old With a bacteria-ridden body, Barely holding down food, Feeling my insides turn ugly and broken As my intestines failed me. I laid useless for three months Chopped my hair … Continue reading The Year I Turned Pretty
I am sick of being a fantasy Sickly sweet nice guys, Dripping with vinegar disguised as honey. Take my kindness and Turn it into a knife And say since they don't strike I should sleep with them. I am not your life saver I cannot save you Or cure the angst That's just your body's … Continue reading I Owe You Nothing
I was going through my notebook for this semester and found a "self-analysis" I wrote back in September during my Introduction to Poetry class, and re-reading it, it kind of reads like my ethos and drive when it comes to writing, something which I may have lost over the past few months with schoolwork. So, … Continue reading “My Own Self-Analysis”
What do you do when your job is to write, but you have no inspiration? I guess a life update. I am more than halfway done with my fall semester in my sophomore year at Emerson College. This is my first semester as a Writing, Literature, and Publishing major, and I definitely have made the … Continue reading Life Update, November 2018
