Breaking: SpaceX shows continued improvement in its rocket part scattering program.

6-17

I enter the cold sea to quiet
the burning needles in my head,
heart, wings that have stalked me
all day. The veil of pain slips
from my body, a sacred forgetting.

My sincere appreciation to this collective, recognizing that there ought to be more benches at transit stops: https://missionlocal.org/2025/06/bay-area-guerilla-benches-at-mission-bus-stops/

I love listening to Scott Richardson-Read anytime, but this interview is really special. He talks in depth about how the sídhe/sìth are the ancestors are the land spirits. I love it so much.

https://pod.link/1728121248/episode/74329700314a6cd9c6d0c25243c028fd

I'm excited to see David Munro and Scott Balcarek's new film, "Stitch & Time," about a prison crochet club that makes items for fellow inmates in hospice. Here's the trailer: https://vimeo.com/1092689198?share=copy

I also think a lot about Hildegard von Bingen, Joan of Arc, Sister Benedetta and Sylvia Plath, which is all wholly deserved.

finally started reading Marcus Aurelius's "Meditations" and it's *funny* which I hadn't known going in

I think and talk about Ernest Hemingway and Sigmund Freud more than either of them really deserves.

Who gave Patrick Wolf permission to emotionally wreck me at 7:30 in the morning? Oh, right, I did. Happy album birthday to "Crying the Neck!"

https://music.youtube.com/playlist?list=OLAK5uy_kixxiV07Ugwc0f-atVavMqLTUo_4BsYWw&si=N6T3g0fF9dOHaBy6

I had to go back into the California Digital Newspaper Collection to find this image from the San Francisco Call, 7 February 1894, and it never disappoints.

(The skulls were originally found near 1st & Minna in downtown San Francisco, NOT in this barrel, for what that's worth).

6-11

There's no rest in the water
today. Wind so strong
there are whitecaps on the Bay,
the water’s surface is veined,
lined like crepe. It shoves
at me like an eager crowd.
Even so, the sun on the sandy
floor gleams like gold.

I've got some events coming up this summer & fall. Mark your calendars!

6-6-2025

The first people of this land
believed our souls go west
after we die. My ancestors
did, too.

I swim out until I can see
the russet towers of the Golden Gate,
think of the elders who’ve gone
west, look for them beyond the waves.

lmao

“Flood is not exactly the wrong metaphor for mass migration. Migration is natural. It is not a disaster. And a flood doesn’t have to be a disaster either. As Toni Morrison reminds us, a flood is simply water remembering where it once was.”

https://orionmagazine.org/article/sea-grape-consciousness/

A walk through just a small part of Golden Gate Park — the Music Concourse, the Garfield Monument, the Conservatory of Flowers, Street Whale.

My doctor’s office just asked me if I consented to an AI scribe taking session notes. (Obviously I said absolutely not and over my dead body).

I am physically incapable of minding my own business so I asked for details. They confirmed that means the rooms are capable of recording now, but assured me that it is “completely deleted” in a “timely fashion”.

I’m with One Medical. So that means the steward of that data is AMAZON.

I am utterly horrified.

#tech #dystopia

Moths are the total soft kid who tries SO HARD to be metal. See also the "death's head" moth, who *squeaks* by way. In case you didn't know.

Really undermines the whole edgy image "I only come out at night" thing they go for. (You eat nothing but nectar and can't even bite. Puh-leeez)

I have a new poem, "Red Deer," in issue #40 of Nonbinary Review, "Epiphany." You can read it and many more poems and stories in various digital formats for just $5:

https://www.zoeticpress.com/branded-merch/p/nonbinary-review-issue-40-epiphany