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websites

I made this poetry meme–it features a micropoem I wrote about the despair I felt when my websites were recently down.  Some changes happened behind the curtain. Well, I hope it’s fixed now.  My websites are an important part of my life’s work.  I try to serve the world through them.  I was very out… Read More »

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roses

I saw this yellow rose next to a pink one, by a church, and got excited.  Peace roses! My mom loved roses, and we grew some in the yard.  Her mom loved carnations. So my mom loved roses for herself and carnations for her mom.  Thanksgiving when she would put a flower on her mom’s… Read More »

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Tracye Ditmore

My therapist died suddenly, and I’m heartbroken.  Her name was Tracye Ditmore.  I found her online around six years ago.  She knew everything about my emotional life–she helped me get through so many things.  She was brilliant, and I can’t believe she’s dead. This is her picture from the internet. The therapist-client relationship is weird… Read More »

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to my love

Yesterday I was feeling a lot of emotions.  Then for some reason I watched this video and heard this song, To My Love.  I like another Bomba Estereo song. It was very moving to me, to see the different people dancing, including kids.  Treating kids as valid people is moving.  I see it far too… Read More »

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the show must go on

Hello!  Ming took this pic of me with the purple sketchbook.  I wrote that stuff about work and capitalism, years ago. We are thinking about meeting in person again, the Las Vegas Radical Mental Health Collective.  Exciting!  We will do in person and zoom also. Also exciting is that I cut Ming’s hair.  He needed… Read More »

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loquat

“Has your loquat tree fruited yet?” I asked my friend.  These friends here in Tucson, I’ve always loved their garden. “No,” she said.  “Do you want to talk to it?” “Yeah,” I said.  Usually people don’t invite me to talk to their trees.  We went over to the loquat tree, and I touched a branch. … Read More »

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abuse

Here are some ways to say no to abuse.  Please feel free to use this language to explain a situation, break up, or ask for space. no I realize this relationship has become a way for me to distract myself from what I was put on Earth to do. That’s not appropriate. You’re not allowed… Read More »

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the ritual realized

I told you about the breakup ritual I planned, but now I want to tell you about the ritual realized. The prep was a lot, but the ritual itself went pretty quickly.  I invited Ming, and he was happy to participate.  I had the creosote flower, candle from that thrift store anointed with rose oil,… Read More »

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Beatty

Oh hey.  It’s a wind-whistling night, here in Beatty.  I can’t believe we’re leaving here to return home, in the morning.  I feel like we just got here. We’ve eaten some good food made by me and Ming.  Took that walk yesterday toward the B of Beatty, and I danced in the sun the day… Read More »

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give me the cloth and I’ll wipe my face

“Google is telling me words to say in this email” Ming told me.  Their suggest feature is his dream come true, as he has a language-related learning disability.  Writing an email that would take me three minutes can take him days. “Yeah, you love it when you’re handed words that help you know what to… Read More »