Hangers, hangers everywhere
And not a uterus to scrape.
Until now.
Tag: reflections
A Good Day to Cry
It’s been a long two years. I don’t know how y’all are coping, but I’m thoroughly zombified. I’d been a happy urban hermit for several years before…… Read more “A Good Day to Cry”
SOS: Save Our Symbols — From Racist Misappropriation
The only way to fight a bad guy spouting a bunch of racist baloney is a good guy sharing valid information.
A Farewell to Celebrity Culture
Our social nature has caused us to turn blind eyes to abuse, and it is our social nature that must be reoriented to face it.
Burning Down the House
No one should have to fear for their lives because of the colour of their skin.
Cautious Optimism in the Age of COVID-19
Writing, editing, and the arts in general may prove to be more valuable than ever, with people being quarantined or staying home out of an abundance of caution.
This Mortal Coil of Mine
I’ve been listening to Caitlin Doughty’s Smoke Gets in Your Eyes after burning through most of her videos this week. Her frank and unflinching approach to death…… Read more “This Mortal Coil of Mine”
In With the New
This year has been a blazing furnace of insanity. The world is burning, but this time we did start the trashfire—or at least we insisted on fanning the flames. Fortunately, the world hasn’t ended quite yet, and while we are facing a time of great change, there is also tremendous potential and hope.
Broken Glass and the Beauty of Artistic Failure
You can never have complete control over the process. Stop trying to avoid failure and embrace it instead.
Empty Boots
Forgetfulness is as dangerous as hate. When we forget the past, we look back only to find a trail of empty boots.
Find yourself in many worlds 