this is not an obituary
Time is not really a flat circle; it does turn back on itself in an endless loop, but perhaps if we are lucky the loop is a spiral and we are getting somewhere better, a tiny movement at a time.
death & hope
We cannot understand death without also holding the feeling of hope, even if it is buried so deeply that we cannot find it within ourselves.
my heart burned open wide
I think that when we look for as long as we can — and look away if we have the privilege to be able to look away — it helps remind us that while the world is big it is also small.
can you see in the dark?
You aren’t alone; but the more alone you believe that you are, the more your messiah complex will be able to dictate your feelings and choices.
on Chronic Illness/on Decolonizing/on Generational Trauma/on Mental Health/on Queerness/the Pandemic
I’m problematic
What’s almost over? What’s just begun? What are we praying for? Where are we going? Let’s follow someone else’s instructions and fly this planet right into the side of a mountain so it can break and burn and become ashes.
chasing joy
I’ve got a ways to go, but this seems like a good start.