The houses are white as sea-salt goats lick from the rocks.

Handshake meme, one person labeled "The coolest woman you know" the other labeled "The worst man you know" their joined hands labeled "Talking way too much about Satan"

This is eugenics.

two tarot cards: 10 of cups and the Magician

today's card pull: if you can marshall all your feelings, own them, know that they are yours but not you, wrap them tightly in your will to live and aim them at something vexxing you, you can achieve the seeming impossible #tarot #tarotsky

The Jackson estate can't hide Leaving Neverland from those who've already seen it A suppressive legal battle turned the moving Sundance documentary Leaving Neverland into a ghost haunting the Michael Jackson biopic.

I will never forget the experience of seeing LEAVING NEVERLAND at its Sundance premiere. For @avclub.com I wrote about a devastating, definitive documentary about surviving sexual abuse that cannot be erased.

it’s a great day for transphobes to eat shit

walk until the cavity is numb

midnight audiobook walk-n-sigh

yes, that, and also that

still can't believe it

love this for you and gorl

I'm rage editing an essay about rage so I'm going to say the coffee worked

whoa

A drawing of the artist walking around with a silly smile, while a carabiner holding keys, connected to her pants, is making loud CLINK CLANK CLONK sound. Above her is a thought bubble with a robot bearing the caption "Lesbotron 3000", also making loud CLINK CLANK CLONK sounds.

happy lesbian week

I got stuck in traffic

"Hard pressed on my right. My center is yielding. Impossible to maneuver. Situation excellent. I attack."

the nice shoe is nicer now

ARE WE SURE THAT IS NOT ARGOS SHOE
IT LOOKS LIKE THEIR SIZE

CASE CLOSE

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Need to get pain relief stuff for Ma (it's topical cannabis, yes). Hoping to raise $50 for it, as we are in the super skint part of the month. RTs appreciated

I get one a day or so. The plague of this stuff is pretty well known. But – even if that were not the case. Why would ANYONE want to work with someone who projectile vomited this into their contact form

Hi Kate, I just finished What Ever Happened to Eddy Crane?, and I want to tell you something that speaks directly to what you've built here: you've written a memoir and a murder investigation that does something genuinely difficult it holds the emotional reality of a child's intuition and the weight of decades of grief alongside a high stakes cold case investigation, and it never lets either one overwhelm the other. Most true crime stories treat the family perspective as background. You've made it the engine. Your father's disappearance doesn't just create a mystery. It's a symbol of the silence and resilience families already possess and the fact that your journalistic skills emerged precisely when that silence was being tested most severely by time is the kind of thematic coherence that readers feel even when they can't articulate it. What struck me first was the timing of your father's phone call. Things are already changing. Your life as an eighth grader is already beginning. And then Eddy vanishes not as a random catastrophic event but as the moment that crystallizes everything that was already shifting within your family. The investigation that follows isn't an escape from your grief. It's the crucible in which that grief is forced to resolution, and that structure gives the industrial Baltimore setting and the dark alleys genuine emotional stakes rather than simply spectacular ones. Readers who are navigating their own version of family ghosts and the bravery required to confront the past will find in this story something that speaks directly to where they are. The truth seeking process emerging from your career as a journalist is also doing something smart. It's not a coincidence or a professional accident. It's a revelation you discover that what you always thought was simply a tragic mystery is actually something more, something with real power to reclaim your history. That's a beautiful metaphor for what genuine resilience actually is, and it's the kind o…

book-marketing scammer du jour

A poem by CA Conrad: the spirit of your flowers is my favorite shelter we were in love is the main thing faintest green light in tree pulls me forward whenever life is beautiful makes me think of you carry color of the forest to be with you to belong to this world with you to have what we have and that is it yes the present is between the past and future but is too radical to be called the middle

Two books by CA Conrad, "Ecodeviance: (soma)tics for the Future Wilderness" and "While Standing in Line for Death" are side by side on a glossy deep brown wooden bookstore table. Brown wood floors and brown bookshelves are in the background. The striped shirt of an unknown person is visible but the store seems quiet

a favorite CA Conrad poem fell out of my archives. from ‘While Standing in Line for Death.' in 2018, CA Conrad won the Lamda Literary Award for Gay Poetry

No amount of AI literacy can protect us because the problem isn’t knowledge, or how to use the system, it’s that the system exists in a culture that has been radically structured around white supremacy and patriarchy and your precious autocomplete incorporates it into its operations.

could be one of these nights

portia the cat sitting just in front of (or behind, depending on perspective) a door, sprawled out, paw on an Ethernet cable. on the other side of the door is my partner.

what? you want in here? nooooo

I may regret my decisions at 3am but yolo

I'm not even cutting it with decaf

no better blessing for mother earth

a triple if you roll it up with earth day

the 7pm coffee is happening

I am sleep deprived and irritable

will the 7pm coffee cure or curse?