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pain

“Oh hey, you blew my mind today.  When you told me that pain isn’t just to tell us that something’s wrong.”  I said this to Ming, as he was driving us home yesterday.  We’d just housesit for a friend then dropped off some mail at the post office. “Yeah?” Ming asked. “Yeah, I always thought… 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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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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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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message from the land of pain

I have a message from the land of pain.  I night-traveled there.  My back has been hurting, on the right side, parallel to my spine.  Then sometimes a lot more hurts than that.  I mean more parts of my back, and other parts of my body.  My muscles get so ouched, I don’t know what… Read More »

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biopsy

When youtube decided to play Into the Mystic, I felt a lot of grief about my mom.  Needing someone who is not a living person hurts.  Then when it switched to Tupelo Honey, I cried with more force than I thought my lungs could hold.  Senseless wail, wordless howl, no longer learning. Then I went… 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 »

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fell off my bike

This morning I fell off my bike.  It just got fixed, this junky bike a neighbor made for me.  We took it to a bike shop to get the brakes fixed and a tune up.  We picked it up yesterday. I was riding down the street and Ming hadn’t left home yet.  He always locks… Read More »

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how I care for my back

Last time Ming and I were at the cabin, I fucked up my back.  There’s no good chair there for me, so I sit on the bed, which means I don’t have back support, as I write.    How I care for my back is rather straightforward.  But I thought I’d tell you about it,… Read More »

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peace is in the body

I’m talking about feeding people, how to love, how we have bodies that need to be tended to, in pain or hunger or anything.  To have a body is to need. Peace is in the body. There you go–good luck with your needs.  If we want to learn at school, we need to eat.  If… Read More »