prose, poetry, you never know until you read it
It's not even 6 A.M and I am binge listening to the Polyamory Weekly podcast. It's awesome.I'm still listening to the first forty episodes and since it's been going twelve years I have a ton to listen to. This is not the first time I've listened to Poly Weekly but this is the first time... Continue Reading →
Several months ago a family member who knows that I am polyamorous asked how being poly "worked" for me. The question caught me off guard because I'd never had anyone ask me in-depth questions as to why I chose to be polyamorous, and the last person I ever expected to be curious was a family... Continue Reading →
I finish tying my shoes and carefully stand up. The moon is full so my brightly colored hair and shoelaces are an unexpected contrast to a mostly dark landscape. I'm walking down the path away from the log cabin on whose front porch I had just tied my shoes, who it belonged to or how... Continue Reading →
When you live with four other people it can feel a little claustrophobic at times. It's also somewhat noisy not because there is anything particularly of note going on, it's just that five people in one house aren't exactly quiet even if they are not trying to make a lot of noise. When one of... Continue Reading →
Today I am reminded that I am lucky. Even though I was born with cerebral palsy with the exception of my orthopedic surgeries I have only been hospitalized for "normal" things, pneumonia, strep throat, the flu. My immune system isn't exceptionally weak, in fact, I am almost never sick and I have never even come... Continue Reading →
