Month: July 2022
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Neuro-Mask Off: Consciously Forgetting How to Mask
On what it means (for me) to stop ‘masking’ as a neurodivergent person.
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Dancing with Britney Alone
If I were ever to tell a story at a Moth Story Night, this is the story I’d tell right now.
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I Must Be Confused, or How to read a pie chart: Water Edition
Is it you or is it the systems: water edition.
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Oedipus, or They Who Dared
A poem from a while back, a spontaneous production inspired by a song one of my friends was writing and had just sung for us.
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Worrying
Setting out some anguish over what has happened to what would’ve been Bernie Sanders’ base of support.
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Enigmatic Energies
A much earlier call to the Muses, but before I’d learned I could call that force ‘the Muses.’
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The mystery isn’t whether Biden is popular; the mystery is why anyone thinks he would be.
This poor guy wanted to be president for over 30 years, gets it, and then becomes one of the least popular presidents in recent history–to no real surprise at all.
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His eyes, amber grey and green/in the light of the sun
One of the very few love poems I’ve written about a man I was with at the time.
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This nervy tree just tried to brain me!
A Black Walnut tree tries to bludgeon me *to death*(!), though I thwarted the dastardly deed at the last moment. Gripping suspense! Also, Horace’s run-in with a tree.
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Music Only I’ve Heard
Melodies in my head I can’t get rid of with lyrics to a song I’ll never sing, plus a playlist of actually good music.
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Mr. President: is this an emergency or not?
“Let me be clear: climate change is an emergency.” “As president, I have the responsibility to act with urgency and resolve when our nation faces clear and present danger. And that’s what climate change is about.” “It is literally — not figuratively — a clear and present danger.” Either it is or it isn’t. But…
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There are some who will outlive us all
Does anyone else feel this intense foreboding I’ve been feeling but haven’t been able to escape for a few years? An expression of that, as an expression grief and a consolation.
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