My dream house is a negative space of rock
My poem "Northern Comfort" has been accepted by Not One of Us. It was written out of my discovery over the last few years of the slaveholding history of Massachusetts literally under my feet and my more recent anger at the murderously terrified fragility of the current administration. Half my family turns out to be wound into these vanguards of American colonialism and you know what I don't waste my time doing? Pretending I was ever supposed to have been so bullied for it by the other, almost living-memory immigrant half of my family that the only justified course of action is to demonize them to death. Or make-believe them out of existence. It exhausts me to try to transpose myself into thought processes so obsessed with guilt and control. At this point I am moving past hundred-year tides and into glaciers.
I cannot promise at this stage to do anything more than admire them, but
thisbluespirit made me a pair of personalized bingo cards.
I got at least three songs stuck in my head from this card.
I really appreciate the inclusion of the bog body.
Having entirely missed the existence of Winteractive these past three years, I can see that I will have to visit the Kraken Crossing before the end of March. In even more belated fashion, I have managed to go more than thirty years without seeing the 1995 BBC Pride and Prejudice partly because nearly everyone I knew in high school was fainting over it and my reactions to most expressions of romance at that time could be described as allergic and bemused, but this interview with Colin Firth has gone a long way toward convincing me that when my brain has reverted to media capability, it too should go on the list.
I cannot promise at this stage to do anything more than admire them, but
| early all in the morning | On the highway | Pen and ink | Silver screen | There are worlds out there... |
| A wilderness of water | Haunted | sailing is a dance and your partner is the sea | Supernatural | No harm ever came from reading a book |
| The road goes ever on and on | Phoenix | FREE SPACE | Fever | a tangled mess of wild |
| Cold blows the winter wind | no mortal man his life could save | The sea always in my ear | Apocalypse | Transformations |
| Candlelight | through smoke and fire | Encrypted | Sundial | Jet |
I got at least three songs stuck in my head from this card.
| ... in SPACE | Rust | Tied up in a ribbon |
| the woods are lovely dark and deep | FREE SPACE | Faerie law |
| Secret agents | Parsley sage rosemary and thyme | Bog body |
I really appreciate the inclusion of the bog body.
Having entirely missed the existence of Winteractive these past three years, I can see that I will have to visit the Kraken Crossing before the end of March. In even more belated fashion, I have managed to go more than thirty years without seeing the 1995 BBC Pride and Prejudice partly because nearly everyone I knew in high school was fainting over it and my reactions to most expressions of romance at that time could be described as allergic and bemused, but this interview with Colin Firth has gone a long way toward convincing me that when my brain has reverted to media capability, it too should go on the list.

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Thank you!
And there are so many bingoes in those personalized cards, damn.
I would like the time to write some of them!