Emily Long (they/she)
Bio
queer writer. big fan of community care, making nouns into verbs, and the oxford comma. instagram: @emdashemi
Achievements (1)
Stories (6/0)
Reasons to Stay
MUNA is making new music you haven’t danced to yet. The tides want to kiss your toes again. Your pronouns might not exist until you invent them. June saturates the city and you are all glitter. You can take Skylar to their first lesbian bar. You can be a queer elder who gets to grow old. The kids have so much to teach you. Your dog nuzzles into the crook of your legs whenever you curl up on the couch, rests his head on your thigh. You want more tattoos. More honeycomb ice cream. Rainy mornings that taste sweeter with a lavender London Fog. Alpine sunrises smell like faith and you can choose your own gods. Your friends are having babies and you get to meet them, be a soft place to land when it’s all jagged edges. Her whole tiny hand wraps around your forefinger and it won’t always be like this. You cannot save her, you cannot save the world, but you can save yourself. Maybe it’s the same thing. Maybe it’s enough to try.
By Emily Long (they/she)2 years ago in Poets
my favorite & fluffiest coworker
My favorite coworker is also the fluffiest. He keeps me accountable to the little things that add up to the big things—getting out of bed each morning, breathing in some fresh air, laying on the floor to give belly rubs after a stressful client meeting. He brings levity to the monotony by video-bombing each and every Zoom meeting, so much so that my team has created a custom emoji of him in our Slack workspace. On the bad days, his heterochromatic eyes emanate love and solidarity. I work as a senior project manager at Twilio, a tech company in the customer engagement space, and Bennett is my assistant, office manager, Chief Happiness Officer, and two-year-old rescue pup.
By Emily Long (they/she)3 years ago in Petlife
- Top Story - September 2021
- Top Story - June 2021
on maps & queernessTop Story - June 2021
Every Wednesday afternoon, my sweet therapist reminds me there’s not a roadmap for my life, and every Wednesday afternoon, I nod along reluctantly while I spend the rest of the week still secretly seeking. I've spent most of my life thus far desperately searching for a model, a checklist, a map that even with all its winding roads and detours still ends at a fixed destination, a summit with a panoramic view of all the trails that led me to this accomplished endpoint.
By Emily Long (they/she)3 years ago in Pride
- Winner of True Colors Challenge
