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Some girls are bigger than others.
I have two friends who have been dancers. One made herself stupid with drugs every night to force herself on stage to be watched by men that she believed were nothing short of evil. She was drunk and sobbing on the sidewalk when she admitted it. It broke her, and years later her wounds are still raw. But in the middle of it she spit, suddenly angry ( Read more... ) -
A better place to play.
My gods are silent and distant, and at times I hate them for it ( Read more... ) -
This Machine.
I work long hours, and that does not trouble me much. I dislike it, however, when I must rush from work to some other thing, or leave when my shift is done but there is yet more to do because I have another appointment. I run home from work or fencing in order to catch something barely approximating enough sleep before I dash off to work, or yoga ( Read more... ) -
Honey and leather.
While travelling, I developed a taste for having certain important things on my person at all times. So I carry a large military backpack, one with lots of pockets. I require that I have access to a water bottle, a bottle for tea, a complete set of utensils, good painkillers, a book for reading, a book for writing, a suitable pen, condoms, an ( Read more... ) -
Living is to gorge ourselves at our own wakes.
Bones seven years in the ground, and I've half a mind to dig them up. You were sick of lying still when we put you there. I'll wear your keys at my hip, prop you up against your stone and feed you whiskey and words, let life splash past your teeth and over your ribs as the smell of death barely manages to confront the back of my throat, I'm so used ( Read more... ) -
National Public Radio.
I tend to resist the manner in which gender is made so central to all discussions about infants and the yet-to-be-born. I understand why, however. How frustrating to find that someone you don't know at all has become central to your life! One cannot help but turn to divination for some sense of them. The deck of cards required to adequately ( Read more... ) -
Don't forget to feed your bear or it'll die.
In the midst of rushing about, tearing the guts and heads from innocent fish, serving customers, and idly wishing that I could reverse those two things, my coworkers and I actually manage to have a great deal of fun ( Read more... ) -
Please hack my Flickr account for me? I'll wear the red dress from the film for you.
For some reason I'm unable to get into my Flicrk account. I've attempted to supply verification information in every combination that would have been true in the past couple of years, but none of it works. I'm sorry to admit it, but I'm panicking over this rather a lot. I've lost far too much of the media that means anything to me in the past ( Read more... ) -
Exoticisms and luxuries.
An unexpected side effect of eating local food is that those things that I eat that come from far away have developed a strange connotation. There is something of the Silk Road about them. Tea, from China! Spices, from India! Chocolate, from South America! The occasional box of macaroni and cheese, from the midwest!