Olivia Corvisart
@oliviacorvisart.bsky.social
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Where New Jersey exhales and New York aches, you’ll find me...and yourself. https://meetmecandidly.carrd.co
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I’ve started something new...quieter, more intimate. ✍🏾

Where I can share stories, confessions, and reflections that don’t belong on the main stage.

If you’ve ever wondered about the margins—the spaces where inheritance becomes invention—you’ll find me.

Here’s the link: meetmecandidly.carrd.co
Support my writing efforts by buying me coffee. meet-me-in-the-margi...
I finally found it! Children have definitely been left behind; kids can’t read and are lacking in many fundamental skills as reported by educators. Here’s a great podcast that examines the reading and comprehension problems rendering many functionally illiterate podcasts.apple.com/us/podcast/s...
Sold a Story
Documentary Podcast · Series · Millions of kids can't read well. Scientists have known for decades how children learn to read, but many schools don’t know about the research. They buy teacher training...
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Maaaan, these Tubi-like horror movies for free on Prime don’t even be tryin’!! Like I am supposed to believe that SHE believes this guy is a doctor?!?

Like he has meth mouth?!? 👀
I did not enter SW to become a ft content creator 😩.
Is this similar to “chess pie”? I’ll have to compare the ingredients when I’m not casually scrolling.
I honestly think we had only ONE fix attempt. Remember when the election and Super Bowl featured the same people as the prior 4 years?

That was the fix. They voted him back in. So…here we are.
I never thought I’d be saying this, because reds were my first foray into wine in my early 20s, but…

Unless they’re paired with food, I prefer whites or champagne for casual sipping. They’ve seemingly become too “heavy” for that purpose.
Omg, I hadn’t noticed that 🤗. Good eye!
I spy with my little 👀, a girl for a date with the right kind of guy💋
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Booking 1:1 cam shows tonight

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Strength isn’t only in the muscles—it’s in the discipline, the showing up, and the little promises I keep to myself. 🖤
But for those who wish to get a peek behind the veil and know me more intimately (there will be tasteful photos and videos), as well as explore my latest writings, this will be that.

Buy me coffee while I write: meet-me-in-the-margi...
I hold back a lot of who I am and what I think on my socials because I am sensitive about my art and I am a VERY private person IRL.

I don't have personal socials.
I don't take selfies or curate the perfect IG carousel of my life.
I am a voyeur and skilled reply girl.
This will not be similar to OF or clip sites, as that little experiment was not something I was well suited to. Admittedly, I am awkward on camera and I take a 1,000 selfies just to get maaaybe ONE. I am a curator of thought and...honestly?

I have found new ways to take my blog--along with some photos/videos--private with the goal of creating a highly curated community that has exclusive access.
Subscribe (click the pinned post) to read more.

"I ache to make love to someone who can truly touch my soul and make me wither beneath the weight of their gaze, their hands, their knowing. I want to be stripped down past language and pretense, laid bare like the raw wood beneath old paint."
September is a threshold month; where the air starts to shift. This playlist is the soundtrack I’ve been writing, cooking, and living by lately. Meet me in the margins of sound guided by the voices of the 60s and 70s, when music carried both rebellion and reverence. open.spotify.com/playlist/1i6...
Marginalia & Melodies
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I can’t wait to hear what you think of it.
When you gotta see a man about a dog, make sure you ride in on a horse.

Random thought while walk to the trash room 💁🏾‍♀️
Tlaquepaque afternoons, sun-warmed walls, the hum of mariachis drifting from the plaza, and the laughter of lovers echoing between cobblestones as my friend captured this moment. Back then, life in Mexico felt like color made tangible, and I carried that brightness everywhere I went.

How I miss it
Hyping yourself up to write is a wild ride. One minute you’re like, “YEAAAAAH! LET’S GOOO!”

The next minute you’re like:
The fear of the public reading what I write & the fear of no one reading what I write should make out, tbh 😓.
Hey, All!

I wrote an article commenting on the state of #publichealth over on the other app x.com/oliviacorvis...
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