There are a thousand places I’d like to be kissing you and endless ways I’d like to say to you the steel bonds of fear stand in my way. Choices and readings of mice or men failing me then and now colour it grey and flatten every hope why not the fear? 31 Dec […]
Love Haiku 3
Flannel Sheets and Love
Wallis Simpson was wrong when she said you can’t be too rich or too thin. Sheets can be too thin. Then they rip. Then you have to improvise with top sheets as fitted sheets. And not only do those things get thin and rip, they also slide around a lot, getting tangled in your legs […]
Hugelkultur and The Pit of Despair
I’d like this word anyhow, even if it didn’t apply to anything important in my life. Hugelkultur. It’s fun to say. If you pronounce it in a shitty Australian-tinged German accent, you can make it sound like Hegelkultur, which makes me pretty pleased to be synthesizing the ecology while composting all the junk in my […]
Mystery of Motorcycles
I love motorbikes. Visually, a motorbike is gorgeous, it looks like it should be the lead of the brass section in an orchestra. I don’t want to understand how the engine works, I want to stay amazed that it works. I love motorbikes, not because I’m an avid rider, but because of the body memory […]
Some Moments in Music
Music has power, and there is power in making music. I listen to an eclectic mix, pretty much everything, except mainstream country (painstakingly predictable) and rap (no need for more misogynist shit in this gal’s life). I like music that’s good to dance to, for different moods of dancing, and for different moods of driving. […]
Fall Haiku 4
Peasant Food
Sometimes I lose track of how much goodness there is in simple dishes and how really pleasing they are. Sometimes I just get tired and don’t want to cook. That’s when grilled cheese, plain pasta or get yer own damn supper are on the menu. But, the reality is: I cook like a peasant. I […]
