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more books

My friend Stacy Russo published another book!  It’s called Wild Librarian Bakery and Bookstore.  She publishes more books than anyone I know, and I always get excited. It’s fun to order her books from the local independent bookstore, because picking them up feels like a celebration.  This one, Wild Librarian Bakery and Bookstore, is about… Read More »

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my preferences

My preferences are good to keep in mind, if you would like to be kind to me. name It’s ok whatever name you call me, as long as it starts with Laura-Marie or River.  Sweetheart, beautiful miracle, Honeybee, cutie, and Darling Heart are ok too, depending. Peace is my preferred last name, but Taylor is… Read More »

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arcosanti gratitude

When I made a mistake and bashed my foot on a rock by the beautiful pool, only one of my toes was injured.  I could still walk, slowly, back to our room.  I didn’t fall on the weird path even though I was making poor choices.  I’d been out of drinking water for a while,… Read More »

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apricot cousin

Hey, gmorning!  I’m working on a series of songs related to family.  I rapped a new one, Apricot Cousin.  I have the strong feeling I need to talk to my departed relatives, especially my cousin who died last year, and my dad. But it felt incorrect, as it’s spring.  I associate talking to the dead… Read More »

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fast blood

Hey, I was ecstatic dancing outside to my youtube dance playlist.  I was wearing no shirt–I wore a sports bra.  It’s ok to exercise, wearing a sports bra, so I hear.  But I never did it before.  I walked outside in a skirt and bra, which I had never done before.  Felt vulnerable and slightly… Read More »

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dead letter

content warning: dead letter, super sad  Hey, I got a sad Return to Sender.  Looks like Lisa Montgomery didn’t read my letter.  I really hoped she read it, right before.  They killed her January 13th, so I’m surprised.  Maybe there was a wave of mail, at the end. I showed Ming.  “Looks like she didn’t… Read More »

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the ritual

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 »

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kabocha

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 »

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graffiti witch

Hey, I made this art about a quote I like. “It is kind to ask for help. The one who cannot ask for help, cannot be trusted.” –the Nuu-chah-nulth tribe of first nation people on the Pacific West Coast, Canada/Vancouver Island That idea is important to me.  I asked some family and friends for help,… Read More »

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happy birthday to Mama

This morning I cooked of some veg sausage for Ming that had been sitting in the freezer for a while.  I was the main eater of soy sausage at our house, but I stopped eating soy in late summer.  So it was nice to cook the last three little patties, for him. I made Ming… Read More »