I mostly ate the same sorts of things. My jaw hurt, the nerves like exposed rock on a mountaintop that is harried by the wind. I took the last of a bottle of vicodin leftover from when I got a tooth pulled in 2008, and then wouldn’t let myself have anymore. Without the vicodin the … Continue reading The next two days
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If I were alone in the wilderness and it was 1800, this toof would have killed me.
Saturday Saturday morning I slept late and made breakfast with C and the housemates, eggs and kale from the backyard and corn tortillas and injera, which C and I have started to make. We got teff from the Ethiopian store, we put it in a bowl with some water and let is sit to make … Continue reading If I were alone in the wilderness and it was 1800, this toof would have killed me.
Thursday and Friday
Thursday was a non-day, like a day that didn’t happen. No objects moved through space, the cold sun sat still, no dogs barked. The only things respirating were the trees. On Thursday I was two dimensional. Essays accumulated in that bottomless, timeless place where written words go. I don’t remember what I ate- some kale, … Continue reading Thursday and Friday
Tea tree oil to treat infection in impacted wisdom teeth until a dentist can be seen- a fable
Today was busy, and devoid of nature, and I ate several random, stupid things, and now as I sit at the end of it with my healthy, well-balanced dinner, I have a cautionary tale for you. Allopathic doctors do not have your best interests in mind. They are a product of the pharmaceutical industry and … Continue reading Tea tree oil to treat infection in impacted wisdom teeth until a dentist can be seen- a fable
Experiment
I am going to try and write what I eat every day for a week for an experiment Today was sunny and cold Corinne was here for breakfast and we ate what we always do- love. We also had eggs with the yolks runny (cause corinne made them and she is good at not breaking … Continue reading Experiment
I’m reading at the Waypost in Portland tomorrow!
Come see me read! Saturday September 18th, 7 pm at the Waypost, 3120 N Williams Avenue, Portland OR. I'll be reading as part of Ann Marie O'Malley's zine release. There will be live music as well. And then on Sunday, Eileen Myles is reading at the Waypost. So go to that too!
I WANT TO BUST YOU OUT OF THE CITY
look what I made from one of my stories. For your viewing pleasure. Original text here. I WANT TO BUST YOU OUT OF THE CITY
I’m back
It is so strange to be back in the city. It is raining, I cannot ride my bicycle. The air is cold and grey- there is fruit out there, ripening, figs and blackberries, but I do not know how to find them. Last September it was not like this- last September there was long yellow … Continue reading I’m back
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My father lives on Crataegus lane in Alaska. Crataegus is the latin name for Hawthorne, according to a dusty book I found in the library. There are three types of Hawthorne in the book, which catalogs a section of Pennsylvania representative of “all of the trees from Virginia northward into Canada and westward to the … Continue reading r o o t s
OH MY GOD. I’M SORRY ABOUT THE ADVERTISEMENTS.
That you may have seen at the bottom of the posts, before the comments. I DID NOT PUT THEM THERE. It is something that wordpress has started to do, without any warning, and I only found them by chance. AND THEY ARE NOT EVEN SIMPLE TEXT AD-SENSE ADS. THEY ARE FULL COLOR, SCROLLING, FACE-RAKING VIDEO … Continue reading OH MY GOD. I’M SORRY ABOUT THE ADVERTISEMENTS.
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