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how I know what I need

How I know what I need is confusing.  Do you have a problem with that, reader?  Do you know what you need? I told my therapist the other day: I know what I need about four years after the fact.  Many things I think I need, when I really need the opposite.  Or I will… Read More »

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spiky skills profile

“Do you know what a spiky skills profile is?” I asked Ming. We were in the kitchen in the early morning.  He was helping hold a cauliflower as I meticulously broke off large florets, rinsed them in the sink, cut off the yuckie parts, re-rinsed the florets, and tossed them into a pyrex. “No,” Ming… Read More »

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you are what you do

Hello, reader.  Happy leap day.  How’s life?  I interviewed my new friend Jess Coble of the Zero Collective about noise.  I’m proud of how it turned out.  I like what Jess told me about art practice:  You are what you do, so do what you love. Yes, I live by that too.  Please listen to… Read More »

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we did it

“Dear!  I think we did it!” I said to Ming.  “We found a way for you to live in community, while I don’t live in community.” It was early morning, and Ming was about to go help someone cook food for homeless people to eat for breakfast. “Yeah!” Ming said. He took in my ideas… Read More »

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I broke my tooth on a banana

Hello, reader.  How are you doing?  I have four cracked teeth, or so the dentist tells me.  So I’m always wondering when they’re going to break.  On these pistachios?  How about walnuts?  How about a potato chip?  Suddenly yesterday I thought of an alphabet game called I broke my tooth on a banana. Yes, it… Read More »

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bamboo

This post bamboo is a letter to my friend, if you would like to see how much I love plants. walk Dear friend, I went for a little walk this morning and looked at the plant I thought was bamboo.  My phone told me that yes, it is bamboo–golden bamboo, the vulgaris.  Bambusa vulgaris.  Looks… Read More »

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folk punk

Hello, reader.  How are you doing?  Do you like folk punk?  I loved it, before.  I was a fiend for it.  But then I got less enchanted. * I made this art: sacred objects.  Thank you for being patient with me as everything I make needs to be orange and yellow. I like how it… Read More »

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communities magazine

Hello, reader.  How are you doing?  I have an essay and two poems in the new issue of Communities magazine.  I’m happy many people might read my ideas about being disabled in community and how all bodies are valid bodies.  There are some cute pictures I provided too. Communities magazine has been around longer than… Read More »

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darkness

Hello, reader.  How are you doing?  I want to tell you what I secretly do when Ming is not around.  It’s so edgy!  At night, when Ming is out and I’m home, which is very rare, I give myself a treat: I turn off all the lights.  My treat is darkness. seed Do you like… Read More »

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trip sitting

Hello, reader.  How are you doing?  People who use drugs are my people.  So it makes sense I would try trip sitting.  I don’t partake of much drugs myself.  But users, addicts, people who have issues with substances are dear to my heart. content warning: brief mentions of suicide Why is that?  I think because… Read More »