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this is my moon: Short Run of Physical Copies Comin' UP!

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This is my moon. Saturday, March 29, 2014. Short Run of Physical Copies Comin' UP! I'm putting together a small run of physical copies of Everyone I've Loved! Look for them (hopefully) at Bluestockings in NYC, and perhaps on the internet. These things cos $ $ to make so donations are super appreciated right now, especially if you want one! I'll update soon with the official release date and book specs. For now, here's a preview of the work in progress ❤. Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom).

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this is my moon: yummy light leaks and other observations from february-ish

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This is my moon. Monday, April 28, 2014. Yummy light leaks and other observations from february-ish. Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom). Lago lucia. white, nonbinary, chronically ill/disabled. 24. they pronouns. I live in Portland, OR. I also regularly visit and sometimes live in Brooklyn, NY. These are my words from 2007 - present. Other projects include: singing, sewing, single rabbit rearing. essay writing. sexual violence advocacy. being in. Whenever possible . we are members of the wonderful.

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this is my moon: December 2013

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This is my moon. Wednesday, December 18, 2013. Let me get in there". The inside of my mouth tastes like metal. I know i smell like you do. I turn up a wolf's nose. At your pale frown. And shaky staining palms, but the grief. Pooling under your face. Bones is the loneliness that i ultimately run to. And then return from. We can devour each other. With a kindness foreign to animals. So that my body is also a lumpen thing full of buried treasure. In Logan Square I found the moon on the sidewalk,. I do not k...

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this is my moon: January 2013

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This is my moon. Saturday, January 26, 2013. Agile, curious, hungry. I fell asleep on yr couch after watching. You slide out the door at 3 am. Or maybe just like a housecat. Wriggling out of capitvity. You didn't come back. Home but i found you in the morning. A couple times now. Or maybe more, enough. To feel like possibly. It was a thing, like. I might hope to find you somewhere,. A nose to rub mine into. If only you came when i called. If you came to hold me instead. Of my teeth in the darkness. Betwe...

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this is my moon: June 2013

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This is my moon. Sunday, June 9, 2013. Untitled (work in progress). Once upon a time there was a human person that loved rabbits. They vacillated between the preference. For linguistic transparency and ossification. This character, when represented. In text, seems invisible without a gender. Circumscribing their identity seems a great deal harder without the use of pronouns. But this person resists the history their genitalia tells. Themes weave through their life in high, flat clouds. Nyx is wreathed in.

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this is my moon: February 2014

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This is my moon. Thursday, February 27, 2014. So excited to be working on a dance piece about trauma and gender featuring sounds from Ixixán. And I Am a Spiral. By the amazing eskimeaux. Body movement is incredible and terrifying art. Wednesday, February 26, 2014. Is my blog's best friend, and I took this lil portrait of its owner. Tuesday, February 25, 2014. Brooklyn, pdx • color film. Thursday, February 20, 2014. Brooklyn and portland • december 2013 - january 2014. Skim the surface, find the feeling.

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this is my moon: The Damnable Bell

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This is my moon. Sunday, August 10, 2014. In preparation for publishing a new chapbook of poems that use images from the myth of Ys, I wrote this little piece on Joanna Newsom's song "Sawdust and Diamonds" from her 2006 album Ys. For those who don't know, Ys was a city off the coast of Breton, France, that was flooded and sunk in the Middle Ages by its Queen, Dahut. I'm (re-)writing my own myth of Ys that will be released with the new poems, so to get the basics of the story refer to these. This image- N...

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this is my moon: October 2013

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This is my moon. Sunday, October 13, 2013. Sensitive dependency on initial conditions. I just gave a butterfly a funeral:. Assayed it to lake Michigan. With its wing-powder and parasites. The ferris wheel next to the water. Was blinking in time with Shoreline,. Slowly drawing in breaths. They arranged 22 sour apples. In the shape of an arrow. And pointed it at the rising moon. All the boats surveyed,. Rocking like old birds. In the benevolent wind. Wednesday, October 2, 2013. That would name me? Lago luc...

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this is my moon: December 2014

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This is my moon. Thursday, December 18, 2014. I identify as a tiny girl on a bicycle. I am prepubescent, i am free. I don't have a body that's easy to read. I'm not sexual and nobody should sexualize me. My interests are reading and biking and horseback riding. I like catching small things. I like looking at the stars at night. And trying to find the star my parents named for me. I am a small child. But now i have a grownup body. And now that i am aging i have to remember. I will model safety for you.