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Inside and outside is a blunt sort of a feeling, the kind that used to pierce but now rests like a floating leaf, adjusting will to way.
December 7, 2025 at 9:42 AM
Inside and outside is a blunt sort of a feeling, the kind that used to pierce but now rests like a floating leaf, adjusting will to way.
The rain chain is full; at last, we have snow worthy of the name.
December 2, 2025 at 2:32 PM
The rain chain is full; at last, we have snow worthy of the name.
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My entire life in one cartoon, you might ask? This little masterwork, from the latest Private Eye.
November 26, 2025 at 2:41 PM
My entire life in one cartoon, you might ask? This little masterwork, from the latest Private Eye.
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one time i spent 12 weeks gaining the trust of a squirrel & when i was finally able to get close enough to its ear i whispered, “i don’t even know how your kind got on that ark.”
November 26, 2025 at 3:07 PM
one time i spent 12 weeks gaining the trust of a squirrel & when i was finally able to get close enough to its ear i whispered, “i don’t even know how your kind got on that ark.”
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How are you gonna put Kool & The Gang on a JUNGLE themed float and then they play Celebration??
We were all robbed of Jungle Boogie at the Macy’s Parade and someone needs to be held accountable.
We were all robbed of Jungle Boogie at the Macy’s Parade and someone needs to be held accountable.
November 27, 2025 at 3:14 PM
How are you gonna put Kool & The Gang on a JUNGLE themed float and then they play Celebration??
We were all robbed of Jungle Boogie at the Macy’s Parade and someone needs to be held accountable.
We were all robbed of Jungle Boogie at the Macy’s Parade and someone needs to be held accountable.
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Moments where I feel both aged and fragile, and then immature at the same time. As if there really should be someone far more practical and 'grown-up' nearby to bundle up my broken pieces and give me them back in some ordered form.
November 28, 2025 at 1:14 PM
Moments where I feel both aged and fragile, and then immature at the same time. As if there really should be someone far more practical and 'grown-up' nearby to bundle up my broken pieces and give me them back in some ordered form.
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"Every life saved is a quiet revolution."
The words passed me by on a reel I now can't find, but folks we have to keep these words close. They're the ones that will allow us to see worth in effort no matter how little impact it makes on a larger society.
Small acts. One at a time. Done with love.
The words passed me by on a reel I now can't find, but folks we have to keep these words close. They're the ones that will allow us to see worth in effort no matter how little impact it makes on a larger society.
Small acts. One at a time. Done with love.
August 9, 2025 at 12:31 PM
"Every life saved is a quiet revolution."
The words passed me by on a reel I now can't find, but folks we have to keep these words close. They're the ones that will allow us to see worth in effort no matter how little impact it makes on a larger society.
Small acts. One at a time. Done with love.
The words passed me by on a reel I now can't find, but folks we have to keep these words close. They're the ones that will allow us to see worth in effort no matter how little impact it makes on a larger society.
Small acts. One at a time. Done with love.
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"Third World" is of course just a not very subtle way of saying "Countries with majority non-white people", and pretty much always has been.
“I will permanently pause migration from all Third World Countries to allow the US system to fully recover,” US President Donald Trump wrote on social media a day after an Afghan national allegedly shot two National Guard soldiers in Washington, killing one. Trump’s social media
November 28, 2025 at 12:26 PM
"Third World" is of course just a not very subtle way of saying "Countries with majority non-white people", and pretty much always has been.
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57 minutes until sunset, driving down a gravel road and hoping the deer stay clear as he pretends there's no work in the morning.
November 17, 2024 at 10:12 PM
57 minutes until sunset, driving down a gravel road and hoping the deer stay clear as he pretends there's no work in the morning.
In a bid to return to post Thanksgiving normalcy, I'm drinking tea and crying over the Christmas episode of Dragnet circa 1970.
November 28, 2025 at 1:30 PM
In a bid to return to post Thanksgiving normalcy, I'm drinking tea and crying over the Christmas episode of Dragnet circa 1970.
I have a cat whom I love dearly. However, my favorite cat was the one who looked like a Pilgrim and would go to the door to be let out so she could shit under the best looking pine tree in the neighborhood. BTW, Happy Thanksgiving.
November 27, 2025 at 12:26 PM
I have a cat whom I love dearly. However, my favorite cat was the one who looked like a Pilgrim and would go to the door to be let out so she could shit under the best looking pine tree in the neighborhood. BTW, Happy Thanksgiving.
I mourn what wasn't and lament what should've been.
November 6, 2025 at 10:23 PM
I mourn what wasn't and lament what should've been.
When they say the sky is darkest before dawn, it is not necessarily a bad thing. The birds sing timeless songs as the sky grows lighter; the moon and stars exit to the orange-glow promise of sunrise. The quiet perfection of daybreak lasts as long as my last swallow of coffee and I savor them both.
October 21, 2025 at 8:49 AM
When they say the sky is darkest before dawn, it is not necessarily a bad thing. The birds sing timeless songs as the sky grows lighter; the moon and stars exit to the orange-glow promise of sunrise. The quiet perfection of daybreak lasts as long as my last swallow of coffee and I savor them both.
From silence impart
The song of her heart became the sound of her voice
The song of her voice Became my music of choice
The song of her heart became the sound of her voice
The song of her voice Became my music of choice
October 5, 2025 at 2:31 AM
From silence impart
The song of her heart became the sound of her voice
The song of her voice Became my music of choice
The song of her heart became the sound of her voice
The song of her voice Became my music of choice
The holiest of all Easter egg hunts.
April 20, 2025 at 1:58 PM
The holiest of all Easter egg hunts.
Dead eyed and sarcastic, the woman flips her screen around in a sledge hammer subtle style tip hint. In an equally subtle manner, I ask this: If I tip you for pouring my coffee, will you give me a cookie because I'm a pretty good customer? She said no. I guess now we're in a standoff.
April 17, 2025 at 1:39 PM
Dead eyed and sarcastic, the woman flips her screen around in a sledge hammer subtle style tip hint. In an equally subtle manner, I ask this: If I tip you for pouring my coffee, will you give me a cookie because I'm a pretty good customer? She said no. I guess now we're in a standoff.
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fuck the mute button we need an ancient curse button
April 6, 2025 at 3:10 PM
fuck the mute button we need an ancient curse button
I will still write a check at the grocery store. Mess with me, and I'll make sure to break off the tip of the quill before I fill in the amount.
April 5, 2025 at 6:38 PM
I will still write a check at the grocery store. Mess with me, and I'll make sure to break off the tip of the quill before I fill in the amount.
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Starting this week, we’ll all pay more at the store because of the Trump tariffs, even while he’s finalizing a multi-trillion-dollar tax cut for the wealthy.
All the bluster is meant to get us talking about literally anything else.
All the bluster is meant to get us talking about literally anything else.
March 5, 2025 at 6:40 AM
Starting this week, we’ll all pay more at the store because of the Trump tariffs, even while he’s finalizing a multi-trillion-dollar tax cut for the wealthy.
All the bluster is meant to get us talking about literally anything else.
All the bluster is meant to get us talking about literally anything else.
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You’re not really married until you celibate birthdays.
February 28, 2025 at 4:28 PM
You’re not really married until you celibate birthdays.
She watches for hours.
February 16, 2025 at 5:59 PM
She watches for hours.
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Spot the deer. 🥰
February 5, 2025 at 2:43 PM
Spot the deer. 🥰
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"So I decided to become a midwife… I wanted to deliver a thousand babies. And as each one arrives, especially the little girls, I’ll be there first to whisper into her tender little ear: REBEL! REBEL!”
Emma Goldman
Emma Goldman
February 5, 2025 at 6:31 PM
"So I decided to become a midwife… I wanted to deliver a thousand babies. And as each one arrives, especially the little girls, I’ll be there first to whisper into her tender little ear: REBEL! REBEL!”
Emma Goldman
Emma Goldman