Jaz PersingOn Leaving my Church: Negotiations in the Liberation PendulumI was trying to sit down and tell you the story of me leaving my church. Then I thought — “no, I don’t want to tell you that. You should…Feb 23, 2021Feb 23, 2021
Jaz PersingNobody’s GirlfriendSpeak the name of the demon, and it loses its power.Aug 5, 20191Aug 5, 20191
Jaz PersingBaked Goods and Boundaries: The Deal with Me and PiePie is addictive. People are going to want it. And they’re going to like you a LOT for bringing it.Mar 13, 2019Mar 13, 2019
Jaz PersingMeditations from an EmergencyIt took two years of bruising and falling to believe what I know now, marching alone — hearts don’t just get better. They get stronger.Feb 8, 2019Feb 8, 2019
Jaz PersingWhen Every Door Closes, The Road OpensLast night I had the teeth-falling-out dream.Aug 11, 2018Aug 11, 2018
Jaz PersingThoughts on Hope, Marching with Year-Tired FeetIs wild hope the food of fools?May 25, 2018May 25, 2018
Jaz PersingPinball Wizard“It’s not nice being inside my head. It’s a nice place to visit but I don’t want to live in here. It’s too crowded; too many traps and…May 25, 2018May 25, 2018
Jaz PersingLove in the Time of Potus 45I’m drinking champagne alone in the Broadway Bar on the night of the Women’s March on Washington. I just left the Orpheum, where the…May 25, 2018May 25, 2018
