I am obsessed with a photo of a young Lucy Knisley. So I had to sketch it in my journal. I am, by my superficial definition, an ugly person. “I … Continue reading I am obsessed with a photo of a young Lucy Knisley. So I had to sketch it.
My head hurts. Not the inside of my head. The outside. The muscles on top of my skull. The ligaments. I sat under a young tree yesterday and leaned my … Continue reading The crown ripped away. Journal musings.
Being age 54 and “single” I am often asked (by people my own age), Are you dating anyone now? When my response is one of raised eyebrows and a … Continue reading What being ace means to me. #asexual musings
A movement is only composed of people moving. To feel its warmth and motion around us is the end as well as the means. – Gloria Steinhem An idea is building … Continue reading Conception, gestation- a movement begins. #women