Gifts on (No Love for Cops and Condos) Valentine’s Day
Valentine’s Day gift #1: new sticker, now on my computer; #2: people who struggle with warmth and dignity against the coldness of this world. Valentine’s Day gift #3: elegant tiny … Continue reading
Aches and Pain
I woke up with aches in 3-4 places on my body, including my head, from being unceremoniously tackled to the pavement of Oakland’s Broadway Street by an enormous cop last … Continue reading
Broken Heart, Stolen Homes
Sometimes, through the “serendiptious” high-tech algorithms of capitalism that map my every low-tech rhythm of life, wise words pass across my FB newsfeed that actually speak to me — versus … Continue reading
Broken Glass, Stolen Lives
Nights in the streets of US cities find not so much twinkling stars overhead, even on full-moon evenings like February 3, 2015, but twinkling candles underfoot. When did this become … Continue reading
They Still Burn Witches
They still burn witches. Because patriarchy hurts. Still. Like a tragicomedy in which you, the witch, as also jester, as also fool, wishing always for actors to somehow go off-script, … Continue reading
Halves of a (W)hole
When one faces being torn apart on the home front, one’s self is torn apart. That is only half the heartbreak: the loss of one’s ability to be as self-loving … Continue reading
Entangled Grief
Perhaps this sounds odd, but I’m feeling alive this morning working on the getting-close draft of the call-out for contributions to the Transforming Grief anthology that I’m collaborating on with … Continue reading
