Signal to Noise
Sometimes when I talk, I can hear Sarah’s voice coming through that rough baritone, and she’s so soft spoken and sweet that I just want to hear more of her.
Pinned
I was out and about paying a few bills today, and when I was in the customer service line at our local grocery store, I saw a woman behind the counter wearing a rainbow pin that said “love will always win,” and a little pin next to it listing her pronouns as “She/They” and I just wanted to cry. I wanted to cry because sometimes I don’t realize just how much pressure there truly is pushing down on us, and…
The 2024 Election Brigade Cometh
Sometimes, people ask me why I’m not a Democrat. Some folks say that by not choosing to fully support Democrats I’m letting democracy be dismantled, but the truth is that democracy has long since been dismantled. Republicans and Democrats are two sides of the same coin: capitalism. They both support a capitalist system that requires exploitation to function (this is what I mean when I say both are the same. Obviously they differ in ways, but in purpose they are…
Just Me
You want to know one of my failings? I’m eager to please, and so I have to fight myself to tell someone what I really think because I’d rather make them feel happy and comfortable. I need to be loved, and when you’re a trans, pan, communist, that need can be at odds with reality. So I try to tread as lightly as I can, don’t want to make anyone feel left out, don’t want anyone to feel like they…
Strays
The birds,The bees,The mountains, the Moon,The deep, cold seas.
Cassandra
When people purposely misunderstand me, misconstrue what I say, take my words and twist them into something I didn’t say and don’t believe, I will literally double over in pain. I can go from calm and level headed to very angry and frustrated, and it’s not intentional, it’s my fight or flight response kicking in, because I am absolutely, 100%, without question, unequivocably terrified of being misunderstood and labeled something I’m not, and that I will then be judged on…
A Chant For Autumn
I can feel the signs of autumn in the breeze,summer sighs and makes to leave,windy warm through apple trees.I can smell the rain upon the air,dewy drops on leafy tops,shimmers in my hair. The frost paints silver shadows on the dawn,turning pigments red and brown, like bucks grown from the fawn.The words I speak that hover in the air,surround my senses and touch your lips,a time machine in little sips,and rusty rosy dirt upon the ground we lay,burrowed deep, seeds…
Sun Goes Down Another Day
I’m back, for now. Turns out that social media sites don’t take too kindly when you’re using your forum to help women find birth control medication thanks to the recent Supreme Court overturning of Roe v. Wade. I mean, can I prove that my site was deleted because of that? No. Am I an idiot? Also no. It only happened, and quickly, after I started posting links and sharing them with social media sites. By the next morning, my forum…
Abiding Eos
I have an idea about what I want to do next.I’d like a forum for leftists. I mean a place for socialists of all stripes: Democratic Socialism, Marxism, Anarchism, et. al., to come and talk without interference from moderators. Certainly, there are a few spaces where socialists can talk, but they’re almost always governed by people who have a vested interest in maintaining a corporate atmosphere and always willing to pull the rug out from under people as soon as…
Lullabies and Good-nights
Rock-a-bye baby,In the tree top.When the wind blows,The cradle will rock.Rock-a-bye baby,In the tree top,when the wind blows. Thank you, mom, for singing me to sleep every night that I was scared when I was a child.I will always hear your soft voice, and feel you rubbing the bridge of my nose with your finger. I felt so safe, because I knew you were there to watch over me. I miss you so much.