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sniffling

Ming was sniffling in the morning.  I was alarmed.  “Are you sick?” I asked. Love in the time of pandemic is confusing, but even more so now that we live in community in a house with nine other people.  If someone is sick, will we all get sick?  Crap. “I don’t think I’m sick,” he… Read More »

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my name and pronouns

Dear reader, how are you?  A friend and I were talking about their name and pronouns.  Kindly, they asked about mine too.  I wanted to share with you about my name and pronouns lately. They can change at any time. This post is partly an email I sent my caring friend. easier name I think… Read More »

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what an apology is

Hello, reader!  How are you?  What’s growing in your inner garden?  I’ve been thinking about what an apology is. conflict I had conflict with a friend.  They apologized for not getting back to a text I sent when I really needed help.  They explained why they didn’t reply, and I was like–ok, thanks for telling… Read More »

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throat chakra

Hello, how are you doing?  I was having some trouble with my throat chakra.  It can feel stuffed up. What words did I need to say, that I swallowed to keep fake peace for my survival?  When did I clam up, to protect myself or someone else?  What truths did I pretend did not exist,… Read More »

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how I talk to myself in my head

Hello, how are you doing?  I would like to tell you how I talk to myself in my head.  When I’m suffering and losing hope, when I’m in need of comfort, and when I’m going to sleep, this is how I talk to myself in my head. Is sleeping really hard for you?  It’s one… 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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numbers

“First of all, he likes us.  Second of all, he needs us,” I told Ming.  “Fourth of all, why would he even want to do that?” In the bathroom, I realized I’d skipped item number three.  Oops.  In my dismay, I erred on my numbers. dreams Do you read in your dreams?  I often read… Read More »

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art lessons

My friend’s dad made some teaching videos about pottery and sculpture.  Art lessons are cool.  The videos are in Brazilian language. Please consider viewing the art lessons, if you would like to learn.  Most of the videos have closed captioning.  So even if you don’t speak this variant of Portuguese, you can understand a few… Read More »

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language

  “Hear what I mean, not what I say,” is something Ming has been telling me for our entire relationship.  We’d have a disagreement, with lots of language flying and emotions in the air, and I would get confused, listening carefully to his words. “What do you mean, listen to what you mean?  How do… Read More »

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sports bar vs sports bra

Hello.  I’ve been thinking about sports bar vs sports bra.  Very similar terms, huh?  But very different things. sports bra A sports bra is a garment meant to contain breasts.  If I’m going to run or play soccer, I might want to stop my breasts from bouncing around a lot.  I might prefer my breasts… Read More »