I think you should all know that one of my very favoritest van dwelling people has started a blog. She’s like a more grown up version of me. But she was my favorite van dweller before I knew that. I was at this truck stop in New Mexico breaking up with my girlfriend and moving… Continue reading Dear World
Category: Ecofeminist Musings
So simple, so complicated
It’s almost midnight when I come to the city. Late for most people, but not my friends. Like any shaman, you bring her offerings. I browse the dimly lit twenty four hour grocery for milk, oil, and cigarettes. Her needs are simple and complex. These things are what she lives on, these and pills. At… Continue reading So simple, so complicated
Another Interview With My Mom
If you’ve been reading a while, you’ll remember previous interviews with my mom. If you haven’t go check them out. Remember the time you saved Sunshine with rose hips? Yes, we had been out on trapline for a couple weeks with our dog team and two pups who were about four weeks old. One of… Continue reading Another Interview With My Mom
Breaking Eggs
I drive north through the mountains in the dark, as usual. The sky goes up a million years, and the stars I see reflections of snow and chickweed. The road is long and curvy, and Bro curls up tiny in my lap. I want to drive these roads forever. I want to leave these roads… Continue reading Breaking Eggs
We arrive with a full social calendar
As Hat-ma and I drove south we both dug out all the customer phone numbers we had from down here and called to let them know we were on our way. Hat-ma and Tara are coming back! One night only! It sounded like there’d only been one dancer for a few weeks, so we were… Continue reading We arrive with a full social calendar
The Big Bad Wolf
There have been so many things written about the symbolism and metaphor of peoples fear of wildness. Fencing out the coyotes while they turn their backs to their own wildness, shooting wolves as they kill off every last will full part of themselves. I’m not really up to writing my own rendition, and I’m also… Continue reading The Big Bad Wolf
Misadventure
South through the mountains. Three AM dark so that when you look up you think you’re seeing strange clouds and it takes a while to realize they’re really snowy mountains all around you. I could drive through this country forever, but when the road starts to blur into something imagined I find a flat spot… Continue reading Misadventure
I see all your light…
“[Tara’s] always the surprise ending before a rebirth beginning.” – Davka When I slip outside the stars are so bright and close I can almost smell them. What was I doing louging on floors and tubs made of the blood of the earth, extracted, burned, coloured, and molded, when i was born to be inhaling… Continue reading I see all your light…
…and I love your dark
It’s two AM and I am having a feast in a big, empty mansion. My patchwork bag of food is spilling open on the sterile granite counter top, a grapefruit venturing out across the grey expanse. I boost myself up to sit next to the food. My faded blue jeans are a colored echo of… Continue reading …and I love your dark
This is true
Not true in the traditional sense of the word, because I changed it all, but true in a deeper way. One of the truest things in the world. I don’t know how long I’ll leave this up; I’m not sure how I feel about pimping out my past. But, for now, here it is. “I… Continue reading This is true