the grief builds up when it spills over it touches everyone can you imagine …upon hearing this news that it is not one pain or the other one grief […]
queer delight season: concert gush
i don’t have enough time to dive deeply into the things i want to write about, as i’m writing other things, but i want to just publicly say thank you […]
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the first birthday after a loved one dies is a particular kind of strange. i lost so many people this year, none of them expected, each one devastating in a […]
my intentions are good
my intentions are good but the earth is on fire and parts of me are running away from the smoke billow the way my skin looks burning i am of […]
late to the new moon
it’s hard to touch my wonder the new moon feels the same as the old the sweet sticky illusion of something changing other than the angle of orbit we always […]
slow to respond (i am not a tentacle)
i am laying here with a jellyfish sting fading on my left foot, thinking about the speed of responses and reactions. i was in the ocean off the coast of […]
tribute for shuhada sadaqat – sinéad o’connor
what comes first the madness of seeing thru to the truth of an institution, a time or the bravery to point to show everyone what you see i suspect it’s […]
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palestine and the dogs
please tell them what’s happening in palestine what’s happening in palestine i don’t know and i know i should and i also do know i always know i […]
despite devastation, creativity (notes from a pandemic joy sharing)
(pandemic joy is a community of radical spirits called together by malkia devich-cyril. we take turns sharing our hearts with each other, and this week i was asked to share. […]
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my mother loves
my mother loves me my mother shows me i am meant to be loved whole my mother loves the wild world through my heart others call on her gift and […]
