Missy Matchstick 3/14/26 Missy Matchstick 3/14/26

I Recently Learned That Men Flirt With Me

A comedic, observational essay about heterosexual courtship rituals, lesbian visibility, and the surreal experience of being flirted with by men you fundamentally do not register.

Missy Matchstick 10/25/25 Missy Matchstick 10/25/25

Millennials with Daddy Issues

A darkly witty astrological lyric essay that uses millennial generational placements to examine burnout, inherited survivalism, and the strange brilliance of a generation forced to make meaning from the ruins.

Missy Matchstick 10/13/25 Missy Matchstick 10/13/25

Glass Closet

Part confession, part self-drag, part queer excavation, this essay traces a late lesbian awakening through memory, shame, humor, and the signs that refused to stay buried.

Missy Matchstick 10/10/25 Missy Matchstick 10/10/25

Smog City Siren

A loud, glittering coming-out poem about West Hollywood, bad decisions, good lighting, and becoming too much in exactly the right way.

Missy Matchstick 10/9/25 Missy Matchstick 10/9/25

We’re Full, Try Grindr

A biting lesbian visibility essay that turns the male gaze into a punchline, and reclaiming lesbian identity as boundary, a refusal, and a glittering threat.

Missy Matchstick 10/3/25 Missy Matchstick 10/3/25

Plaid Skirt Gospel

A Catholic-school rage poem for every weird girl who got called disruptive when she was really just early.
*Based on my real life expulsion from St. Peter’s RC School in Lewiston, NY

“The Palms STill Stand. Crisp Silhouettes against a Hazy Sky, tall as guilt and just as thin. They line the driveway in symmetrical grief, as if trying to offer shade to something that can’t be cooled. Everything here is sun-bleached and wind-chapped, held together by spider webs and memory. The breeze tastes like eucalyptus and the air smells like dust that used to be skin.”

— Noncompliant: A Sunglassed Elegy From Camarillo