I'm tired of everything. Of waking up alone, of looking for work, of the nonstop cascading storm of my emotions. Of watching other people's lives fall into place while mine falls apart. Every time I find something good, something solid...it evaporates from beneath me. I just got settled in here, am not even fully unpacked, and now I have to plan ( Read more... )

Drunks are already skittering over the roads in the rain. Roadkill bloated and wet fur matted and blood smeared over snarling roads that wind through shotgun permeated backwoods ( Read more... )

"Cherry pickers with satin brushes big as a door inch through Wall Street, leaving a vast souvenir postcard of the Grand Canyon." (Willam S. Burroughs, ApocalypseI wish. I wish we could use paint to alter the fabric of the universe, to erase and remold this porcine culture we've created. Gouts of raw carmine dashed over every murderous bastard, ( Read more... )

My grandmother's house is gone ( Read more... )

I have not set foot in this town, in this house, since my grandfather died nearly five years ago. I am here now: in the former shrine of my childhood (or at least teenage) bedroom, a room that my parents have finally turned into a guest area-- poofy pillows and a surplus bed and antique photos of relatives who died before my grandparents were a ( Read more... )

I am suddenly unemployed ( Read more... )

My job is killing me.
But I can't walk away because I need the medical insurance.

Modern paradox.

Dear Hottie PoppaBear from Scruff ( Read more... )

Yes, there are clear differences between homophobia and racism, between the experience of Blackness versus the experience of Gayness. Here's one: if you are, say, an African American, you are born into a community people like you. You have an automatic support system, you see people like yourself every day. When someone discriminates against you, ( Read more... )

And in other news, my grandfather died last night.