holy crap

its been a while.
as usual things are swirling around me and i'm trying to get a grip.
-looking looking looking for housing that meets my criteria and that i can sustain.
-trying to get out to poetry slams/readings then reintroducing myself to the impairment and exhaustion that follows for days afterward.
-trying not to reply to this ad on craigslist for a laying hen w/ an injured leg thats super friendly and can't be around other adult hens cuz, you know, chickens are kinda scary mean the way they take out the injured.
-weaving scarves.
-arguing w/ "progressive" middle class people about the ways they perpetuate exclusion, poverty and the class system. You'd think by now i'd be used to being the "angry" one.
-hoping maybe i can find my mom a decent job here so i can then entice her to move here. that woman deserves some sunshine. and she's too fuckin far away. or i am.
-navigating love.

been practicing poems a lot...i thought this series of pics taken whilst i recite on the kitchen floor in the stifling heat were kinda nice.i'm well aware that i'm becoming some sort of post op trans exhibitionist. i'm rollin' w/ it.