Summer is stuffy, humid, rotting wood, spores, insects… Daydreaming intensifies The need to escape persists I move inside spaces without purpose Playing make-pretends with the walls looking on While my guts ache and my spine crumbles Neuromuscular issues never quite gone Frittering in uncertainty I wish I could sing
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So Then South Dakota Happened
This is a long post. And certainly chock full of mistakes. Deal with it. 💙 I did a “wild” thing this month. I crossed the busiest international border in the world and took two flights during a global software hiccough to go to the Voices Against Cancer 605 Pop-Culture Con in Sioux Falls, South Dakota. …
Fixin’ to- Nothing
I’m really doing it. I’m really nothing-ing about. More or less just burning daylight. Slacking off. Like a proper Dudeist priest ought to. Now, in Mexico City of all places. Even before I slipped off to D.F., I just sort of stopped doing- the things on my daily to-do list that I came up with …