i write to blow off the steam of effort and affect that allows me no space to be me.
so my daughter is thinking of joining the military. it's a last resort, in my thinking. she needs a job because her dreams have been crushed by an inaccessible school system and a lazy gene, which i assume i passed on to her. now i've just graduated from school with a phd in cultural studies… Continue reading what if you could never really place yourself
being There is a beat that my Apple computer controlled me by. I'm on a shirt tether. I can't remember a password. I just can't. Anyhow. I,be been reading a wee bit about what people are upset about in Canadian politics. I,m quit disconnected from my old lives. They seem like dreams. Warnings. Touchstones. And… Continue reading Research
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