Should you be concerned that the last you heard from me was on 4/20? Should you? No, really not. The day passed with no out-of-control homage from me. No, instead I’ve just been leaving this posting business for way too late, and instead of sitting up and falling asleep on the computer, I’ve just put [...]
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Last breath of April …
Posted in books, choose your own adventure, containing myself, guilty pleasures, learning, love, NaPoMo, NaPoWriMo, out and about, poetry, slice of life, thank-you-thank-you-thank-you, using our words, women, writing, tagged books, choose your own adventure, containing myself, guilty pleasures, learning, love, NaPoMo, NaPoWriMo, out and about, poetry, SOL, thank-you-thank-you-thank-you, using our words, women, writing, Zeno on 1 May 2012 | 5 Comments »
Catching a Tiger by the Tail
Posted in choose your own adventure, containing myself, music, NaPoMo, NaPoWriMo, slice of life, thank-you-thank-you-thank-you, things that please me, using our words, writing, tagged choose your own adventure, collaborations, containing myself, friends and neighbors, heidisabertooth, music, NaPoMo, NaPoWriMo, poetry, SOL, thank-you-thank-you-thank-you, things that please me, using our words, writing, Zeno on 10 April 2012 | 10 Comments »
Seriously. Tonight, friends and neighbors, I want to introduce you to heidisabertooth. I’ve known Heidi a while, but not really. We work together, but it’s only in the last maybe 18 months that I’d say we’ve started to know each other. Part of that is because we work much more closely together now. Part of [...]
Speak the Word
Posted in brain freeze, choose your own adventure, homophobia, language, NaPoMo, NaPoWriMo, poetry, prejudice, self care, sexism, using our words, violence, women, writing, tagged black woman, brain freeze, choose your own adventure, hate crimes, homophobia, language, NaPoMo, NaPoWriMo, poetry, power, sexism, sexuality, using our words, violence, women, writing, Zeno on 2 April 2012 | Leave a Comment »
Speak the Word (excerpt) These weakened knees Have not touched ground or pew in ages I haven’t bowed my head To offer thanks to any god or to ask for favors But watch me now I’m falling down Praying To speak the word that precedes bliss To speak the word To speak the word – [...]
