hi again dear friends
I’ve been overthinking. The days into weeks, the months into years. There’s so much I want to tell you about.
I’ve been overthinking. The days into weeks, the months into years. There’s so much I want to tell you about.
Se caen las corazas y las máscaras. Every day I see more clearly, more questions.
if i'm finally beginning to differentiate between the speaker of the poem and myself does that mean my prefrontal cortex is kicking in? two travesti poems & some scattered thoughts & dreams
A list of things noticed today (including several kinds of magic)
Some updates on Americón, including upcoming readings, and a little review of Club Desire by Laura Lamb Brown-Lavoie