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Discomfort with the status quo. Visions of radical change.

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Remembering All We've Ever Had

Published: November 20, 2025 20:26

Since I came out, I haven't known a year without having some sort of connection to someone who is lost, and I haven't known a year where I haven't feared of losing someone I know.

Trick or Treating in the Time of Monsters

Published: October 31, 2025 20:56

🍭I have a treat for you (physical zines!), but this piece is longer than I intended, so I suppose this is a trick. I'll send out info about the treat later. Another friend asked if I am despondent as the days wear on. No, I'm

The Deception of Sin

Published: September 15, 2025 14:37

A reminder that there's no such thing as sin.You aren't evil or tainted or flawed. There's no such thing as evil. To be tainted or flawed implies intentionality, authority, and ownership by some other entity over the realization of who you are.Sin

Armpit Hair & Badly Behaved Women

Published: September 10, 2025 00:37

Sometimes I wonder what would happen to the world if cishet women could internalize that the stuff that they are made to hate about themselves is often the stuff that queer women often find most attractive in other women.I wonder what it would do to their…

The Weight Is Not Yours to Carry

Published: September 3, 2025 18:18

You don't hold the power to make all the change. You can only do what is in front of you, what is within your power, and you can't hold yourself responsible for what is out of your power.

The Sound of Gunshot

Published: July 4, 2025 21:13

It's a nice day out. The chickens are pecking around my toes. I've been dropping sunflower seeds when I come out to the swing to play Ursula– that's my mandolin, Ursula K. Mandolin. Or when I come out to smoke. Although those two