miresistencia

I appreciated.

I drove home in the dark, the gauzy moon with its still bald yearning through all that haze. These women. I appreciated. Nor is from Thailand. She is studying psychology at OCC. Dani from Brasil, going through a sadness that has no name. Laura, from Romania, waiting on her green card. I stood at the…

Let’s talk love.

Check out my latest post at Dandelion Mom’s, talking bout LOVE xoox Happy Valentine’s!

Vintage Kadada. Rock n Roll Tuesdays. Bratmobile.

So like, I had made this blog one time, like, to get over this guy it was my reminder to me that i thought for myself and loved music long before he had come along & made it all weepy for me & so like, last night i was feeling really self-indulgent & like oh…

This is so ucking famazing

Bc i still get stars in my eyes when i hear Erin Smith’s name bc my first Riot Grrrl zine showed up w a hand penned note from her bc i was 14 & who knows what woulda happened if she hadn’t bc i’m 36 & still find its the rg diy ways that i…

So, thought I’d share

THIS which is from a women’s rights alliance rally in college to get brighter street lights installed circa 2001, with a Snap edit added today, made for Siobhan & E.V.E.

Sunday holla.

You know how sometimes there’s sunshine, a dusty square of it on the floor or wall, and you’re doing whatever you do, and it’s there, being sunshine. Helping you be better at you? That’s kinda what it’s been like. 6 days offa instatwitface. About to take my second trip to the hardware store of the…

Mercury Retrograde

…started Thursday. This is a review of our season of dark. Winter this season included a really interesting run with Venus, too, shaking up how we relate to one another intimately. That’s in romance, and friendship, inner and intra personal, on all levels. Quite a season anyway. And just days after likely having just gotten…

Something is happening.

Out of nowhere yesterday I made the decision to detox off social media. Maybe not out of nowhere… On a recent trip to the local coffee shop I showed up to the knee deep crackle sound of beans fresh roasting, and ohh god the smell. So potent it ballooned my lungs and still sat on…

Ode to Brigid, in Hip Hop form

Or, Ode to Hip Hop, in form of Brigid xo …he gave me Poetry …was my first

Just like Muse-ic

I slept til 12. Or, Candlemas insight woke me at 6 am, still on my couch third night in a row so I can tend nightmares, regressions… And then the dawn, & insight. I went back to sleep. I have lived on the couch. Donna M Gershon that Cin and Susan sent me. “And if…