I will live joyfully, fully, in my own unique gender, forever ( Read more... )

I am lying in a hospital bed, but my mother and Anthony (or Valerie and Anthony, actually) are in bed with me too. I am naked and covered only by a very thin white sheet. Anthony is looking at my breasts, through the blanket, and he looks excited. Valerie admonishes him and I struggle fruitlessly to cover my breasts and cleavage, but as I twist ( Read more... )

I'm resting today cuz I'm totally exhausted. Martin and I went to Portland, and saw Genderwork at Susan Maasch. We also saw Rachel, Lee and Ahna and wildcrafted in Alna, Maine. Laura drove us back from Alna with our fiddleheads, nettles and garlic and large gift for Jim's birthday. We stopped at Martin's grandmothers' house to pick up some of our ( Read more... )

The second issue of my zine, The Alchemical Postmodern Theorist, is now available. It is a full-size, paste up black and white zine with a block printed logo on the cover ( Read more... )

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I shot a set for Flesh Garden today- of myself. It was tricky, dealing with the limited continuous shot capacities of my camera. My goal was to not have the set look like it was shot on a tripod and handheld. It will be great once it's down to the best shots ( Read more... )

I tend to feel this way at night.

I can't think. This is so much worse than anything I expected.


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Hey-o! It's time to earn your Gracie Scouts™ Badges ( Read more... )

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