Abegail Elizabeth
exploring labor, feminism and sobriety through writing and art
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Resist the Beginnings (and consider the end)
In the spring of 2004, the same year in which both of my sisters would give birth to their first children, I had an abortion. Precisely two decades…
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St. Thomas 2005
The Caribbean island of St. Thomas undulated in the heat as I stood in the emergency room of the Roy Lester Schneider Hospital, my hands stained the burnt…
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That is a Sign
The Thursday I chose to go to my first AA meeting was one of those luscious spring evenings, with riots of green grass and a falling twilight of…
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Acceptance
I didn’t come to the realization that I would give up drugs and alcohol all in one flash of illumination. When looking back over journal entries and writings…
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Devoured
I consume more than I create. It’s hard not to, honestly. I anxiously devour TikTok, my finger swiping upwards; equally compelled by heartbreaking videos of parents mourning…
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