“Are you funny? Or are you funny-funny?” I asked Ming. Yep, we ask the tough questions, at our house. Later I was setting a boundary about not wanting to pay attention to something and told him, “What do I look like, a hall monitor? A monitor lizard? A komodo dragon? I’m not that kind of… Read More »
“Is that nail polish remover flavor?” I asked Ming. This is not a dream. He was drinking an energy drink I will not advertise by mentioning the name of. “Yeah,” he said. I peered at the can. “I was looking for permanent hairspray flavor, but they didn’t have any. Nail polish remover was my second… Read More »
Hey, I laid out a little poem about soup. Could anyone but me care about this soup poem? I hope so. I looked at other poems, on the #poemsofinstagram hashtag, and they are mostly really boring. Poems you would expect. This is a weird poem, I guess. I write the poems I need to. Really… Read More »
I wanted to tell you this whole story, how Ming and I went for a trike / bike ride, and this nut fell off my axle that holds on one of the back wheels. It had fallen off before. So I was mad, we didn’t deal with it well the first time, and it just… Read More »
I’ve been posting poems on instagram. My instagram is xtrikeslutsx. Please follow me. That dispensary dream poem was the first one. Trying to do short ones. I had a realization recently that I save up my poems to publish only in zines, which doesn’t make sense. Fewer people see them, shared that way. Long ago,… Read More »
The ritual I had on January 24th was important to me because it moved through me some feelings that I didn’t know were stuck. My friend proposed it, when I sent a mass email to ask for help around my mom’s death anniversary. My friend is elsewhere, the one I know who seems most connected… Read More »
This guest post from GT is about activism and predators. GT is an artist I met online through radical mental health. They asked me to share far and wide, and I’m happy to. I have experienced being preyed upon by men who were in a mentor role, especially when I was young. It wastes so… Read More »
I love kabocha squash. This kabocha kept me kitchen company for months, and then we did the photoshoot before I cleaved it. I am a pumpkin hugger, after all. Today my mom has been departed from the earth as a living person for one year. Can you believe it? What a journey I’ve done. Can… Read More »
People ask me how many penpals I have. I usually say, “About a hundred,” which surprises them. And then I say how some I write to regularly, and some more rarely. Also, many are zinesters who I mostly send zines to. Some become facebook friends, or instagram friends. Some I meet in person and become… Read More »
Hey, gmorning. Nuclear weapons are illegal today. I put thin ribbons of cabbage on my rice, as it cooked. Wow, it was so good. I thought the cabbage would be a little bit fibery or tough, but it almost melted! It was a soft, delicious joy. Yum yum. I love rice magic. Maybe I’m a… Read More »