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!
I don’t want to die here
not if I have a choice
took almost three months for NASA to know
I still had a voice
First day was bad, got inside
half urine and half blood
Then I set myself on fire
to make a little mud
I got blues for an orange sky x2
You think you know alone?
I’ll give you alone
standing at sunset under two moons
upon this barren stone
Captain o my captain come back and make it right
get a steely eyed missile man to calculate your flight
I got blues for an orange sky x2
Biscotti will be distributed in Victoria to the Richly Deserving, and my mOm has already made a good start on it. pOp too I do suspect.
Hey that was HUMOUR YESTERDAY. More than two gerunds in a sentence is a clue. Of course I’m angry about drivers in Vancouver, it’s impossible to live here in any capacity and not be. But not head for the gunracks mad, that’s too difficult.
Katie and Alex are due here later this morning. I’ll try to get her to send some pics while she’s here.