“Is this clothes ok?” I asked Ming. Yes, my syntax can be idiosyncratic. It was a nipple check. He looked at me. He was standing in the doorway of our bedroom, getting dressed himself. “Yeah, looks great,” he said. “Can you see my nipples?” I asked. The shirt is sheer. I might have worn it… Read More »
I have a deal with my body–I give her some basic things, and she gives me the ability to function. Before, I thought that caring for my body was a waste of time, a tedious chore. I wanted to do the minimum. Now I understand that caring for my body is a sacred pleasure, and… Read More »
Hello, can I show you some green things? I thought quanyin looked extra pretty surrounded by blooming beans. These are the little kind of favas. The beans came from a farmers market at my homeland years ago. Ming thought the package was no longer ok, so he tossed the beans into the garden, like a… Read More »
“Do you think I could pretend this shirt is a dress? Is it long enough that I could get away with that?” I asked. “Looks great,” Ming said. “Like I could go outside and take your picture?” I asked. “Yes,” he said. “Ooo! Ok!” I said. “Let’s go outside. Oh wait–where’s my phone? Wait just… Read More »
There are night desires–they make night sense. Then day desires often win. Day is bright, more rational, and gets stuff done. Flooded with light. But night desires are where I live. I worshiped the moon for a long time. I feel like my real myself in fall and winter. Truly, I feel like a different… Read More »
I’ve been dreaming again. Wow, thank you, mind, for handing me these weird-ass movie kinda things I don’t have to pay for. I appreciate it, I think! Yesterday I got a lot of sun. It was amazing–sun bath, sunning. Midday, the sun felt different–harsh. Like it had changed from the winter sun to the summer… Read More »
Hey, there was a meme I was dissatisfied by, so I had some commentary, made a list of my own, of what stops change, in my life. I realized it would make a terrible meme because it was too much. Then I realized there were factors inside me and outside me. So I thought I… Read More »