i saw ink Spread out on the page of someone i do not know Loved by mutual friends, i saw the thumbnail and recognized the tiny fuzzy figure it held i willed myself not to click Ah, but click i did There was one… no… two… two beautiful pictures of ink that i’ve traced with … Continue reading
Monthly Archives: July 2015
chasing rabbits
i need to focus. i have lots to do today and all manner of distractions everywhere. i stop to take my meds and swallow them with coffee rather than water (mistake) and the coating of the one pill slides across my tongue and just… clings… yuck… ptooey. Disgusting. i can still taste it. Born of … Continue reading
we fall through each other… we catch… we cling
Polyamory is difficult for some folks to conceptualize and impossible for many to embrace. A poem was shared with me this morning and i sat with it for a moment and smiled… it is here (A New Constellation by Marge Piercy). Those of us within the poly community call our arrangements many things: tribe, family, nest, polycule. … Continue reading
coming back again
i resonate to rituals and tokens. When i knew i’d be attempting the mud ninja next year and watching my tribe participate in it this year, i went online and was gobsmacked by the craziness and daunting challenges my friends would face. i was more than a little frightened by what i would face next … Continue reading
woot
just woot… that is all Continue reading
i’m about to ism all over you
Warning: this blog post is full of radical ideas like… equality Ya gotta love a good ism Ah, but “isms” are tricky. All of the isms are, really. They are systems of belief… as soon as you slap that suffix on a word – any word – you start a ball rolling. The suffix is … Continue reading
with no sympathy
i have often viewed sympathy as something on the way to empathy… sort of a stepping stone from saying… “Hey… you’re hurt, man and that sucks” to saying “i feel your pain, bro”. Today, though? i’m realizing that there are times when i feel empathy for someone without being sympathetic. i can engage with people with … Continue reading
dear ben
Dear Ben, May i call you “Ben”? i don’t know your name, actually, but i’m assuming you have one. i should call you something, i suppose, since you are technically living with me, though i’m not sure when our one-night-stand on that recent rainy night turned into a long-term invitation to inhabit the bat-cave. So here’s the … Continue reading
can we say that i’ve grown
The spawn and i have been binge-watching Fringe and consequently? my brain is solidly fixed on the fanciful notion that there could be parallel realities. One choice here sends ripples into another and another. In one universe, the leading lady is blonde. In the other universe, she is a redhead. On a rain-soaked city street … Continue reading