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honk

Yesterday as we demonstrated against the war, I held a HONK FOR PEACE sign for the first time.  I was embarrassed to be holding a sign with an imperative sentence on it, but I loosened up as the hour passed.  I was heartened by the people who honked and made eye contact with me and […]

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free breakfast

This morning there was tension at breakfast.  I got there right at 7:30, but they opened five minutes late, so there was a line out front, and people in the line were drinking beer and being boisterous in a bad way.  Then inside they were being badly boisterous more.  There was tension when some looks […]

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special rice

Last night I saw my friend K.  I played with her kitties while she made dinner.  I liked to see their acrobatics and when they disemboweled the toy.  K made us salad, peanutbutter and banana sandwiches, and this delicious butternut squash soup.  I don’t usually like butternut squash soup, but this one was made with […]

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full-time poverty

This is my new mini-zine of seven poems about living in poverty in Sacramento.  It’s about standing in line for food, getting free counseling, visiting the free clinic, and getting free condoms at the county medical building.  So it’s really about services and a lot about old cake, Mexican cookies, and government beans.  Contact me […]

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full-time poverty

Today I was washing dishes and broke a glass plate in the sink–I dropped it.  We were supposed to go to Oakland today to see an Icarus friend, but they felt sick and canceled.  I made a new zine today–I mean, I made it from start to finish.  It’s six poems, a mini-chapbook.  I wrote […]

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Zine Reviews

An Ilse Content Anthology

I’ve been reading An Ilse Content Anthology by Alexis Wolf for a long time.  It’s dense and emotional.  I love the speaker’s poetic imagination.  I love the amazing use of words with images.  And I love the tone and the feelings.  It makes me feel like I’m okay, like it’s okay to feel things and […]

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oranges

This morning we went to worship then picked oranges at church.  There’s an orange tree there in the back along with many other fruit trees and some grapevines.  We used Ming’s fruit picking pole which has a wire basket on the end.  It was fun.  I peeled and ate two oranges, while we picked, and […]

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me and Ming

Last night we went to a party.  Our friend H was camera happy and took about ten pictures of me and Ming, which she posted on facebook.  This was one of my favorites.

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dried great northern beans

Today we made beans that we got this morning free from a church.  They’ve got onion, garlic, salt, and a little kombu.  Oh, they turned out delicious.  We didn’t let them cook down to mush.  They’re still whole.  And I like mine with some earth balance.  Ming likes his plain.  This is a triumphant victory […]

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millet pudding

Today I made some millet pudding with coconut milk and cinnamon and nutmeg and vanilla and honey.  We tried it.  Ming thinks it’s nasty.  He says it tastes like floor shine.  I said, “I guess I never tasted floor shine, so I’m safe.”  I was just trying to use up this old millet that’s in […]