feel like scrap. no rly. I am going to crawl into a hot bath, and then a toasty bed, and CRASH like Evel Knievel.
Talked to Tammy last night how GOOD TO HEAR HER VOICE.
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Settler words&music in S'ólh Téméxw, (leanpub.com/upsun) living where privilege meets precarity in MST country. she/her/they———– Novels: Midnite Moving Co., Upsun; Sweep Off Those Waves coming soon, Hair Sinister after that. —Restore All Indigenous Lands!