UNDERGROUND BENEATH YOUR FEET BUT UNSUBJUGATED

I AM A VERB, NOT A NOUN; DO NOT OBJECTIFY ME

OUTSIDE YOUR HOUSE
MY BOUNTY IS INEXHAUSTIBLE.

MycoPoetics: the love of a mycophile

YOU MEET ME AT MY EDGE AND PRESUME TO KNOW MY ENTIRETY

YOU USE ME TO WEAVE A NARRATIVE OF YOUR OWN MAKING

HUBRIS! RETURN TO HUMUS.
CAN YOU NOT SEE

I AM UNRULY, UNTENABLE, UNBOUNDARIED,

Psychosphere barometer: eating a blackberry in the dark

what IS the DEAL with time?

False morel and tiny friend

Rite of Passage: got my first tick

The goddess awakens
Teeth bared
Why have you forsaken me
Left me cold in my cave
Your dignity undignified me
I am the night on your doorstep
And you hide and turn on the lights
Witness me
And breathe

Why is she grieving?
What threshold is here, and why am I running?
I love thresholds
I am tired of fucking thresholds
I have missed thresholds

I am a complex landscape
Terror terror
Grief & wonder
Jagged jaws &
Serpent skins
Smooth soft cold dark hard
Melting molten around my fingertips

More scrawled poems for springtime thresholds

Steel fence, barbed wire
Grief
Gnarling teeth and pouring blood
It’s beautiful outside but I am Ereshkigal
My husband is dead and I’ve killed my sister

A rage at a life half-lived; fear, safety;
Who is she, this beastly thing in my blood today?

No I don’t want your Silver Plan with Dental and Vision Coverage

I want my husband to build our home timber frame by timber beam

I want to remember the difference between the song of the the Great Tit and the Blue Tit

I want a warm hearth and laughing children

But ok fine what’s the deductible

The suit I wore too quickly became skin
Now I’m thrashing and burning Tearing up the pavement of my inner wilds
Yearning for feet in the mud and bird calls through forests
Scowling and finding again the bramble patches and tender spring herbs
Nourished
And alive

Neither sane nor insane but a secret, more mystical third thing

Do wandering mystics get to have kids? Are there stories of female mystics who had kids and a regular family life?

I think I have mom energy but it’s definitely like Weird Mom Energy

Thank you for sharing with me x

We didn’t have any of these! Aw they are so sweet though

I learned this Girl Scout song!!!!!! Sometimes I sing it in my head when I feel far away from my old friends

- be kind

Things I want to do in life:
- start a school for wizard kids
- bridge rural:urban divide
- write a kid’s book about mushrooms and forestry (Percy the Morel’s Moral Mysteries)
- grow Climate Action Community
- take a ceramics class
- more dancing

Made some new friends today

There is actually no evidence that my scientist has not received the Best Kid Award

When I was a kid sometimes I’d pretend that my life was an experiment/sim and there was a scientist tracking my decisions and so I would be extra good so that my scientist would get good results or a good grade or whatever kind of recognition meta-scientists want

- Bein’ a mom
- Balancing inner masculine and feminine energies
- moving from inspiration to creation with grace
- listening to my body and responding to its needs
- contact improv/ mind-body centering stuff (bonus points if husband and child are also participating)

Ananta and i were joking yesterday about having a forest school for wizard kids, and the kids hate recess because it means they have to descend from the trees and do ‘games’ and sit on plastic mats

Villain era

@meansinfinity.bsky.social wizard kita!!!!!!