I met someone for the first time who was naked. Of course we’re all naked under our clothes. I’ve met a lot of clothed folks, in my life. Some I’ve gotten close to and seen naked later, once we knew each other. But this was the first time I ever met...
Homelessness traumatized me– homelessness fucked me up. There are physical health consequences I still live with like the chronic UTI. But homelessness broke my heart in new ways. Abandonment got a new name. It wore me down past my minimum. I emotionally invested in...
Last night I dreamt that I was holding a baby. It was Candice’s baby. In my dream, Candice was still alive, as vibrant and beautiful as ever, but having “a hard time.” So I was helping care for her baby. Often in my baby dreams, the baby has an unrealistic...
“We found an old document explaining conflict in the community 20 years ago. I had to read it twice because the conflict was the exact same conflict we just had, but with different names.” We were in the garden, and I was resting on a blanket as my friend sat in a...
To be disabled is to have failed. I don’t mean we’ve failed inherently, but our culture tells us whose bodies matter, and it’s not us. Having failed gives as certain problems, like with making money, staying housed, finding partners, keeping our children,...
