power and purpose in a mutating world
Right now it’s hot coffee and cloudy skies and palm trees that wave in the wind like skinny junior high school me doing the snake to Nasty Boys Don’t Mean a Thing when nasty boys meant everything and it’s this warm knit hat over these thin silvering hairs over jumbled memories of home and holidays and 5 [...]
If you voted, phonebanked, textbanked, donated, marched, had those difficult conversations with family, helped register voters, shared resources, or showed up in whatever way you could… thank you. Thank you thank you thank you. No doubt this administration will be doling out more damage before January, but we did good, friends. A new day is [...]
Oh muse,how you fix at me with sleepy eyes your tail a pendulum, back and forthcleaving bloated minutes on the brink(always on the brink)of the next idea.Oh muse,how your whiskers twitch 'gainst hurried handsfeeding hands that nag now, stop and startpounding, locked in some human rhythm(desperate, choked rhythm)of the next idea.Oh muse,how you warm my [...]
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Uncanny Means 