The thing about deadnaming, esp. during family gatherings is the realization of how contained you are with people who don’t know how to truly love you. If I have given you a name to call me, with my own mind (& also if you love/care for me, would be something one would logically support)…why don’t… Continue reading Always Try to Default to the Fact That I Am an Autonomous Human Being, By Jai F.
I took a post-election hiatus from social media. I walked away from conversations about election results. I cried a lot. I put my hair in yarn twists, instead of shaving it all off. Inhaled deep and long at the nape of my lover’s neck. Shed a couple skins. I accidentally broke my all-black streak a… Continue reading
Daily Prompt: Fortune Day 2 of winter break in full effect! I have to say, it’s quite nice sitting in silence (without pants), in my own home (without pants), watching vlogs & tiny cooking videos (without pants). My housemates and I have gradually been cleaning for a small gathering. Sunday morning, my partner walks into the… Continue reading Pests.
In the midst of much ado, I have been working on content across the board! I am excited, I feel creatively refreshed and renewed. Those are good feelings. If all goes well, I can effectively reduce the amount I have been trying to crowdfund by 75%, which is wild/comforting/scary/awesome. Which means I may have to… Continue reading An Actual Blog Post: Momentum
I am a newborn kneading with desperate gums in the crook of your arms, laying knee to chest. Raw and pulling back from the touch of light. You are patient, periodically encouraging. I do things backwards. I smell like blood and sea water. You take me in and remind me it is human. There are… Continue reading A Common Theme
I’m just going to go ahead and say that impostor syndrome had me sitting on my thumbs about creating a Patreon to promote my art. Who am I, anyway? But how vacuous is that thought, though? If I were already Somebody, would I need to raise money to sustain myself? Is exchanging my Speculative Fiction… Continue reading Here’s the Truth Tea, Susan.
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Your grandmother had it right all along.
Some days do feel like bottle rockets popping off at the wiggle of your hips.
I was startled awake by Queen TTs, my step-cat companion, stomping around and crinkling every crinkle-able thing. Which is normal for her. Just not something The Queen usually does at 5:45am.