I used to see veggies as a chore. I liked frozen peas sometimes. Cabbage in some stir fry. Snow peas or snap peas. Carrots had their place. Then growing our own veg, it became a vibrant beautiful treat. Seeing the tree collard’s leaves every day, outside my front door. Seeing how it’s doing, then grazing… Read More »
Add some spice to your life with 36 pages of pungent trikewitchery. I talk about disability and health, Naked Bike Ride costume fantasies, grieving my mom, the church parking lot that’s like another dimension, strawberry power, feeling like a sea lion, stanger love, having my foot in a dog’s mouth, and sexual vulnerability. Content warning:… Read More »
I kinda like the waiting. I have a lot going, in my life. My penpal in France did a tarot reading for me, and I’m waiting for what she wrote about it to arrive in the mail. The waiting feels delicious. I like anticipation. I became an artist somehow, besides a writer–I like drawing again. … Read More »
And I must say tonight that a riot is the language of the unheard. And what is it America has failed to hear? … It has failed to hear that the promises of freedom and justice have not been met. And it has failed to hear that large segments of white society are more concerned… Read More »
What a lovely flower head! Seed head. I have a head full of seeds. I’m imagining them bursting out in a safe, beautiful, green way. I wrote this morning for a zine, about what sexy is, how I learned what it is, and how I found my own way. But it’s still confusing to try… Read More »
What’s life like? Lots of answers to this question. Some people have given up and are trying to entertain themselves and keep themselves as safe as possible till they die. Others are undaunted and adventuresome. I was telling Ming yesterday, some people think covid and “everything that’s happening in the world” means they have to… Read More »
Funslowers, for the bestie who loved spoonerisms. I love you.
1. making a recipe so often that I memorize it I made vegan sweet potato biscuits so often, for a couple years, that I had the recipe memorized. That was beautiful. This morning I’m making maltomeal, knowing the amount of water and maltomeal for two servings, which I find lovely. 2. waking up from a… Read More »
Ming picks good apricots. Grateful to him. I do a lot of things. Some of them feel important. I didn’t sleep enough, so my art filter was turned off. It was easier to do art. There was a big wind, so outside I saw on the ground in the courtyard, eucalyptus twigs had fallen, and… Read More »
I was writing affirmations in this notebook. I was lying in bed, trying to give approval to myself. I think if I approve of myself more, I can waste less energy trying to get it from others. It’s a thing of my life. After the rainbow light one, I was like, wow–I’m a real hippie. … Read More »