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MC Candy Foot

breakfast ingredients “You want a grackle for breakfast?” I asked Ming.  A grackle was vocalizing in the courtyard. “Yeah!” he said. “Oh, honey.  You don’t eat birds.  The only animals you eat are sea creatures.” “Well, that’s good because they both start with a c.” “Uh–grackle doesn’t start with a c.  It starts with a… Read More »

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ancestor bird

My stomach hurt, and I hadn’t eaten anything weird or new.  I have these pills with enzymes in them, that I can take.  So I took one and did some stretches I like. I tip a little, to each side, as I stretch.  My fundus is where my ulcer was / is, which is a… Read More »

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how I changed my mind about confidence

I thought confidence was pretending.  “Fake it till you make it” is too sad.  I’d rather not fake anything. My mom was impressed with confident doctors.  When she told me that, I felt like I was going to puke.  She wanted a doctor to come off as knowing stuff.  I would prefer a doctor who… Read More »

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needing pesto

I didn’t know I was addicted to chocolate until I stopped eating it.  I knew I ate it almost every day, but I didn’t know I needed to! Every year during Sacred Peace Walk time, I would stockpile chocolate. Guess I should have known then that I was relying on it.  What helpful comfort. Chocolate… Read More »

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art love

Hey, guess what.  Someone made this art of me.  It was part of a fat love mail exchange.  Wow, amazing. They said they looked at public pics of me on facebook and understood me.  Isn’t it cool?  With strangers like this, who needs friends!  Hahahaha–just kidding.  I need you, reader. But sometimes strangers are better… Read More »

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trike diaries 2

We made the new Trike Diaries zine, issue #2.  It’s about disability justice, sexuality, race, my neighborhood, feelings, choices.  There’s an essay toward the beginning about how I relate to local meth users, and another about what a trikeslut is and disability with all its needs and challenges. I say some provocative things–maybe you would… Read More »

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the blog post must resist the intelligence almost successfully

I was at an airbnb far away, in a different desert, with Ming and another friend.  The other friend left a note in the guestbook, and drew a bird that they left unfinished. I said I preferred the bird unfinished–anyone can draw a whole bird!  A bird half-sketched is way better! Alas, I think my… Read More »

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do you have a moment for pallets?

Hey, did you know I’m crazy for pallets?  Yep–true love, way back.  My friends say you can make all kinds of stuff from them.  Me, I love them because they’re beautiful!  They don’t have to do anything but be. What gorgeous lines.  The light shining on them is so pretty.  They’re plentiful, yet radiant and… Read More »

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neighborhood love: how to help

Ming did some good photography–this place with its overflowing orange container is so beautiful, and the burnt out car.  It’s been a process. Now the building has the no trespassing spraypainted on it, boarded up. I hear a story from this scene, and I feel lucky to respect and honor it: poverty, racism, capitalism, exploitation.… Read More »

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guest blogger on Nagasaki Day

Well this is different. Guest blogger here. I am creating this blog post using the speech recognition program on a phone with a little bit of finger typing. This morning I was going to fast as a PeaceFaster http://lovarchy.org/peacefaster/ for Nagasaki Day. I fasted for part of Hiroshima Day. I have PeaceFasted for the past five… Read More »