Today I laid out Please Pass the Plants #2: vegan cookzine for disabled eating. It comes out 12 years after the first one, I’m estimating. At least ten years. I like it because I really love these recipes, and the drawings have heart as well. The ways it surprises me are delightful. Things I didn’t […]
I enjoy enlightenment as a way to glimpse what’s behind the veil and enjoy another state of being, a break from personhood. Enlightenment as something we can slip in and out of. I did a Hindu sect for 20 years or so, which I enjoyed. I was surrounded by people much older than I was […]
Here are some day ideas, if you need new things to do. day ideas sing a lot nature visit try a new food hear a language you don’t know learn a home ec thing learn a history thing dance for hours–ecstatic dance do a ritual art project outside your norm write a letter learn a […]
Hey, guess what. Me and pesto are getting married. Here’s me as basil bride. Amaranth towers behind me. Blue-leaved cruciferous veg is small and will grow into delicious foods. This is in front of the Las Vegas Catholic Worker, part of the garden. I keep stems of basil in a mason jar on the counter, […]
I made some arts. The pretzel snake one is too funny, not sure what I’m going to do with it. Then I made something that means a lot to me. I made it and felt sort of possessed and amazed by my own art, like–wow, how did that happen. The words fit just right, almost […]
Suspense is uncomfortable for me, to the point of pain. They’re too long–I can’t take the commitment. Violence freaks me out–graphic, subtle, physical, emotional, sexual, against anyone. I feel it a lot and can’t enjoy it, even when it’s supposed to be justified or satisfying. Sex in movies usually has some problem about it, so […]
When the kirtan singer does something too complicated, and the audience can’t accurately copy it. I listen to their sweet struggle and smile. Is that mean? I don’t mean it mean. I’ve been there! I eat raw garlic on my food whenever I want, because it’s covid, and no one is smelling my breath except […]
This essay originally appeared in the radical mental health zine functionally ill 26: more vibrant than usual. being my own girlfriend experiment concluded For a year or so, I was trying to be my own girlfriend. The experiment concluded a few days ago when I decided I can’t be my own girlfriend. It was a […]
Hey, I used to love dancing to this particular song by the Cure–Close to Me. God, it got me going. It was my favorite song for a long time, like 1994 to 2010? I had to dance. Then I was nuts about this certain Of Montreal album, Hissing Fauna, Are You the Destroyer? Those songs […]
Every girl is a showgirl.