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The Butterfly and the Water Buffalo
So I’m listening to Yes, Please by Amy Poehler (if you haven’t read it, go now. I’ll wait), and at one point she discussed how she loved being pregnant. She said she loved it because she was large and took up so much space. This makes no sense to me whatsoever because as long as I can remember I’ve been trying to take up less space. I hate that I am so clunky and large. I’m not even talking fat, which I am, but just my body. My shoulders are broader than most men. My feet are huge. I’m tall and big boned. Even my head is big with a…
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Metamorphosis Part II
The first part of this story is located here. It had easily been the best evening of Spider’s life. She had never been in a hansom and was embarrassed when Jax found out, but he made good and had the driver take them around the city. When Jax wasn’t looking she ran her hand over the plush seat in wonder. By the time they arrived at the public house for dinner, Spider had quit questioning Jax’s motives. It no longer mattered what he was after. It was the first time she could remember having fun since she was a child. Jax seemed to actually enjoy her company. He was the…
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Founding Toddlers
Like everyone else on earth, I have fallen in love with Lin-Manuel Miranda. He is just plain adorable and extremely talented. I have the entire soundtrack to Hamilton memorized. Unfortunately, now every time I think of Alexander Hamilton (did anyone else sing that in their head? Just me? OK) I see Lin. It is completely disconcerting to realize that A dot Ham was not all that. In fact, he was kind of a scum. So were all the “Founding Fathers” frankly. There is a TikTok series by a creator called Blackout___ called “Why They Are In Hell” (Go check it out. It’s worth watching. The Founding Father Slander series and…
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Under the Arbor
I was told once I was not hot. Ouch. After I dusted off the old ego, I thought “OK. Everyone has different taste.” It was the reason I wasn’t hot that rankled. It was because I was…a mom. The implication being that I am somehow held apart from inspiring and having desire because I carried a child. Well, I’ll just hitch up my mom jeans and take my third eye and my hump and schlep on back to the bell tower. I hate to break it to all of you…moms like sex. How the hell do you think we all got pregnant in the first place? Do you think we…
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The Aristocrats (or the war on women)
Trigger warning: I’m going to be talking about cis white men and Christians a lot. Before you come into my comments and “not all men” or “not all Christians” me, I want you to do something. Check these lists. For men: Do you realize and acknowledge that cis white male privilege exists? Are you committed to using that privilege to uplift the voices of marginalized groups? Do you call out other cis white men who don’t believe this privilege exists or act in a disrespectful or violent way to marginalized groups? Do you believe in enthusiastic consent and practice it? For Christians: Do you follow the teachings of Jesus…
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Metamorphosis Part 1
Originally published in Sojourn: An Anthology of Speculative Fiction (Volume 2), available for purchase here Spider watched the body hit the cobblestones with a muffled thud. She recoiled in surprise as it rolled onto the worn toes of her boots. Death was common in the underground corridors of The Vaults, but bodies usually didn’t fall at Spider’s feet. She had always found it best to put as much space between her and dead bodies as possible. She darted out from where she was hiding, and blundered into the path of the assailant. His clean clothes, clean face and hands didn’t belong in these dank corridors. This young man was a Topsider, but…
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We Don’t Do That Here
Blank look. “We don’t do that here.” I got a lot of that after we moved. Things that I thought were normal were apparently not normal here. I would say things that happened while in Red State Hell, and people would look at me like I had seven heads. Let me back up. I was born and raised in the buckle of the Bible belt. My parents weren’t overly religious, but we did go to church every Sunday without fail. However, even that didn’t exempt me from being the target of an ardent campaign to convert me because the church I went to was Catholic. I received pamphlets by the…
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What are we doing?
Everything is falling apart. Everyday there is one more thing that crumbles and sometimes it feels like it’s the ground under our feet that is completely disintegrating into nothingness. Things we thought we were are gone. Things we thought were gone are coming back. It’s pandemonium. We are living in Tower Time as Byron Ballard tells us. Anyone who is familiar with tarot cards knows the tower is no good. The picture itself is terrifying. It’s a tower being hit by lightning and collapsing as two people fall out the window. If you draw it, it pretty much means you’re about to get your shit rocked. So if we are…
