Call The Witch (Please don't)

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That Was The River, This Is The Sea

scroll to the bottom for a link to music listened to whilst writing

Dec 6, 2023

Dec 6, 2023

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This Little Piggy Went To Her Therapist

Dreams are a silly thing

Oct 17, 2023

Call The Witch (Please don't)

Empathy lives alone

My family had to relocate to Flagstaff, Arizona back in the early 80s thanks to incompetence of my biological father. The memories are few…

May 9, 2023

May 9, 2023

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Searching for fire: It’s not burnout. It is the smoldering embers of my career.

December 1st. The closer to we get to Christmas the easier my life becomes. A digital coliseum of trap door sales and chariots of waived…

Dec 1, 2022

Searching for fire: It’s not burnout. It is the smoldering embers of my career.

Dec 1, 2022

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Dear Diary: I went on vacation and now I want to move there (sorta)

20 or so years ago, with foresight akin to the Delphic Oracle, my mother moved into the “Luxury apartment above a meth lab”, Canada…

Aug 17, 2022

Dear Diary: I went on vacation and now I want to move there (sorta)

Aug 17, 2022

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Holding the harvest

I held Saturn in my hands

Jul 12, 2022

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I solved the box: Zoloft Came.

Reality is a square peg, contemplating the round hole of the before times, wishing it were the box from Hellraiser. Transformation via pain…

Jul 11, 2022

Jul 11, 2022

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Tonight, Tonight

Summer, 1995

Jul 11, 2022

Jul 11, 2022

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Stranger Things have happened…

Metal representation in the upside down

Jul 10, 2022

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Meditations on Motherhood

I.

Jun 3, 2022

That Was The River, This Is The Sea

*scroll to the bottom for a link to music listened to whilst writing*

This Little Piggy Went To Her Therapist

Dreams are a silly thing

Empathy lives alone

My family had to relocate to Flagstaff, Arizona back in the early 80s thanks to incompetence of my biological father. The memories are few…

Searching for fire: It’s not burnout. It is the smoldering embers of my career.

December 1st. The closer to we get to Christmas the easier my life becomes. A digital coliseum of trap door sales and chariots of waived…

Dear Diary: I went on vacation and now I want to move there (sorta)

20 or so years ago, with foresight akin to the Delphic Oracle, my mother moved into the “Luxury apartment above a meth lab”, Canada…

Holding the harvest

I held Saturn in my hands

I solved the box: Zoloft Came.

Reality is a square peg, contemplating the round hole of the before times, wishing it were the box from Hellraiser. Transformation via pain…

Tonight, Tonight

Summer, 1995

Stranger Things have happened…

Metal representation in the upside down

Meditations on Motherhood

I.

Call The Witch (Please don't)

scroll to the bottom for a link to music listened to whilst writing