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 laughed until I cried when I wrote the line “I bet that they’ve got friction sores” partly because I think it’s one of the funniest things I ever wrote and also because I couldn’t help but imagine the expression on people’s faces when I next sing that in circle.
Anyway scroll down to the old post for the new verses.
Very glad Paul was able to witness the simply incredible display of fallstreak clouds above the I5 yesterday – the cloud that contained them was like a single slice of orographic swiss cheese in a pale and hazy sky.
Imagine a cloud the shape and size of a thirty mile diameter pancake with half a dozen half mile sized holes cut in it.
Yeah.
New squib
I had to land most carefully
The sun’s emissions frying me
Kept losing my telemetry
But now I live on Mercury