jesse tenorio

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  • NEEDLES

    It seems to me we spend our entire childhoods wondering who we will be. Will we be beautiful, tall, successful, happy, rich, married, etc, etc. We ask these questions and say we want to be a This or we want to be a That. We play MASH and determine we will live in a mansion… Read more

  • Birds of the Moment

    When my parents retired, I teased them for turning into bird-watching old people. It seemed like as soon as they had extra time, all they wanted to fill it with was commenting on birds in the yard, setting up birdbaths and bird feeders, and looking up any birds they thought were remarkable. My dad even… Read more

  • Dilemma

    This post will not be liked or enjoyed. And thats ok.  This is for ME to work through my thoughts. In 2019 many of the women in my family underwent genetic testing to find out if they had genes that put them at risk to cancer, namely breast cancer. A few of them found out… Read more

  • Breaking News: Being “Offbeat” Officially Back on Beat

    Happy New Year!  I haven’t posted anything new in 2020—I did a tacky thing where I reshared an old post because I’m lazy—so here’s a little something to make up for it. I’ve been trying to like…brainstorm where I wanna take this blog and how I can commit to writing more content (ooooh “content” 💁🏻‍♀️) that’s not… Read more

  • The Art of Crying in Public

    If you’ve never cried in public then congratu-f**king-lations on STIFLING YOUR EMOTIONS and manifesting them internally until they turn into cancer. Actually I’ve been crying in public since kindergarten when I was telling everyone about my new Lisa Frank stencils and Jaron told me to “SHUT UP, JESSE ROSE*” …and look how that turned out.… Read more

  • For Sean.

    I’ve been told people enjoy my writing. I know how narcissistic that sounds, but since I began blogging post-cancer, people have seemed genuinely interested in reading about a clueless girl dealing with her cancerous past, working through her repressed memories, swearing up a storm along the way—and then interested still in the “lens” of that… Read more