Ellen DorringtonJul 29, 20206 minThe language of women’s fitness is dominated by our bodies – and the algorithm. The titles of workout videos have an urgent, rhythmic quality. Full Body Fat Blast, said over and over again, is like poetry.
Ellen DorringtonJul 13, 20202 min4 poems as an experiment I knew this will end soon. All writing is testament that it did.
Ellen DorringtonJul 5, 20203 minWhat the Goldfinch Gets Right About Grief Just let go. It’s time to move on. But for who?
Ellen DorringtonJun 30, 20205 minThe Burden of Proof: Fatherless Squares on Instagram If a tree falls in a forest, and there’s no one there to insta it, does it really fall?
Ellen DorringtonMay 22, 20202 minCroissants Have Become My Nemesis It's satisfying to have hours and hours of work wrapped up into layers of buttery dough
Ellen DorringtonMay 15, 20202 minLockdown Erases the Boundaries of GriefApril and May are months of sitting in the sun, and how that had become synonymous with shock: sunburnt, and dazed.
Ellen DorringtonMay 6, 20208 min Biscuit (a short story)What if I forget my way home? What if I am lost like Biscuit?
