Humanity: Raw & Unfiltered
I am a living fireball of queer energy, and as a result, I am a challenge to those who haven’t yet embraced their own queer identities, queer voices, queer individuality, and uniqueness. Being a walking, living, breathing embodiment of political activism isn’t my intention, but it’s what I am cast Read more
You, sterile survivor, once hid my beauty in your power— but now I see you pretend to be whole. And you, stone statue, with an eroded smile, can only pretend you’re content. So you puddle like a tide pool on my island— though once I sunk like a pebble into Read more
Since we do not live in the Land of Nirvana, from time to time, one of our adult children will get a divorce. In a perfect world, all matters will be handled with civility, and we will continue to have nice family dinners during the holidays. THEN YOU WAKE UP! When Read more
Today I am tired. Which is to say, I’m still not sleeping well. Which is to say, for the first time in a long time I am craving sleep. Not rest, or relief, or a break from it all; A sleep that promises a waking world. It is not as Read more
I’ve gone through phases when I’ve wanted to appear normal. I wore properly pasteled clothes from Lands End, drove a mini-van, attended mom and me classes, bought the right snacks for soccer practice, made Halloween costumes by hand, went to the mall in regular intervals. Actually all that makes me Read more
I know how to chase my tail, how to let my ego spin me into a tizzy. I know how to let my ego convince me that I was no good and that to survive, I needed to suppress my womanhood. I learned how to do that early. These days, Read more
I never did tell you the full story. I like to condense my material into bite-sized bits. You know, so that you can swallow the truth. Teeny tiny bite-sized thoughts, that sprout from some teeny tiny place. Don’t be fooled, what is bite sized can choke you. Hell yes, it Read more
I started writing an article about being too quick to medicate children. I often wonder about the damage done to my developing mind from all the medications given to me as a child (some prescribed for me some for my mother). I find myself questioning how much of my anxiety Read more