If we were having coffee– decaf, still, for me, thanks– I’d tell you about how inspired I’ve been lately to create a sort of discipline in my life. The reality
Ginny is a ficus ginseng and Rocky Bulboa is an onion. Rocky likes a shower in the morning, a plummet of cold water bath to start her day. Ginny just
It’s hot in my apartment, and the nightmares won’t stop, so I’m typing this instead of bundling myself in a pile of sweat and nerves. I was going to do
In my dream, I am at the crosswalks that cut through my home. (A place I stood before I knew I would live there one day, but I can tell–
This week I got some good news. Some really good, really unexpected news. To rewind a bit, I recently went back for a full set of tests after having really
I recently decided to file for a grant, specifically designed for formerly-incarcerated artists. Because of my recent brain damage, I’ve had to go slowly with the application process. Slower than
I had a dozen copies of Flowers and Stars that are ever-so-slightly imperfect. I did a raffle. Winners were emailed 4:45PM PST on January 13th, 2020. Thanks for playing along!
It’s been a long year, a strange one, but one full of kindness. It’s been a long life, a strange one, but one full of kindness. I’m just gonna rest
Earlier this year, I peed in a bedpan, one floral hospital curtain away from my boyfriend. He turned the water on the sink for me, in case it helped. Mortified,
I am thankful for your life– the way it leads when it is necessary and follows when it is time, and lifts up when the beacon needs to be brightest.
I haven’t known what to post lately. Every glimpse I would normally share seems inauthentic because everything is so transitional right now… so fluid. If I fill a tablespoon from
When you love the people in your world, a little rainbow burrows in your eyes and it changes the way you see every word, every world. Some days you might
This, too?!we cry, in grief. This, too!!we chant belief. The clouds reply,erasing sky: Everything.Everything.This, too.
Every so often: the comfort when a silent sun falls on you. You unload in the noiseless daylight. Empty your heart of what angers. Shake your wrists free of what