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heat

“I’m actually enjoying this heat,” my friend said. “What heat?” I asked. “Oh, this isn’t hot?” he asked. Our friend flew down from Oregon to help us with our moving process.  For him, the low 90s is hot. “In the real summer, it’s up to 108 just about every day,” I said. “Oh, ok,” he… Read More »

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pretension

Hello, I made this new poetry meme: I can’t maintain my pretension for very long.  It’s about dictionfucking.  I think it’s a masterpiece, but no one else seems to pay it much mind.  Ah well. I took a public domain dancer pic and put it thought a filter with flares.  Then I cropped out that… Read More »

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mad mappin

Hello.  I made a new zine: mad mappin. It’s colorful!  It’s a mini and a different size than usual, at one-sixth size.  I cut each piece of paper into thirds, and then those strips are folded in half. I really needed to do something different!  So I’m happy that I could make that a reality,… Read More »

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schizophrenia dream

I woke up in the morning from a schizophrenia dream and wrote this six word poem. schizophrenia dream fresh asparagus closed tightly Then I photographed some asparagus in our colander before I broke off the woody stems and cooked the tender shoots in my wok.  Wow, it was delicious. Then I made the schizophrenia dream… Read More »

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what saved me

I was telling my good friend about an experience I had as a kid that was vital to my well-being.  It helped me understand there’s a bigger world than my home and the town I lived in.  At UC Santa Barbara I learned about queerness, race, freedom, music, writing, friendship.  It helped me understand that… Read More »

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happy birthday to Stacey Park Milbern

Happy birthday to Stacey Park Milbern, my disability justice hero.  She would have been 35 on May 19.  I didn’t know her, but I love her.  She’s my disabled ancestor. The morning of her birthday, Ming and I listened to her crip socks essay that I read aloud and posted on my soundcloud.  I hugged… Read More »

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how I resist patriarchy and white supremacy

In a mad maps workshop the other day, I was asked how I resist patriarchy and white supremacy.  It’s a big question, and I started writing a list of answers in my journal. We moved on to other parts of the workshop, and I was still making the list.  Felt delicious to be real about.… Read More »

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chuck e cheese

Does this ever happen to you?  You’re going about your day, doing your thing, and suddenly in your mind you get a very vivid sense of a place.  A place from your past.  This has happened to me for countless years–most of my life?  Lately, the place is often… Chuck E Cheese. It’s kind of… Read More »

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carnival rides

Ming and I visited some folded up carnival rides at the park.  For two days in a row, we visited and took photos as part of a walk.  It gave me a lot of feelings.  Can I show you pics? This one I uploaded to wiki commons.  I always get a thrill, contributing photos to… Read More »

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what care looks like

A friend asked on facebook what care looks like as a verb.  I answered with lots of words and decided to write this essay about accountability to share with you. what care looks like Care looks like all of these. wanting to show up clarity follow thru consistency curiosity loose grip playfulness aftercare treating a… Read More »