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Iris, again
@cassperastra.bsky.social
planted again not remembered in last year's twice-burned soil

peculiar & sweet

recovery mode

I don't wander so much on the timeline, but I welcome visitors to reply and talk

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I do love how the last lines of a poem spilling over onto a verso page can become poems all their own. (From Gabrielle Calvociressi's Rocket Fantastic.)
January 2, 2024 at 10:03 PM
CW: blood, needles, nudity (no genitals, tho i skirt close)

"9 thorns raised in a palisade against an unjust suzerainty over my heart"

Reclaiming my body is a nonlinear process, and this was good work toward that. (This is an exception to my usual tame posting; don't expect too much like this.)
January 1, 2024 at 8:53 AM
I am doing just a little packing to think & came across these handwritten conference notes; something important here about my relationship to the Great Lakes region that I can't explain yet. I typed them up because I like y'all and don't want to subject you to my handwriting at this holy hour.
December 26, 2023 at 8:38 AM
Sitting in the car as night approaches, I am little more than a weight of flesh and bone anchoring this moment with the sky and earth and all the movements of robin, squirrel, and cars between. It is so peaceful like this. The cooling air eventually sets me in motion, still more watcher than woman.
December 23, 2023 at 11:26 PM
Iris by solstice candlelight. Hello from the long night.
December 22, 2023 at 7:37 AM
A little early for Three Kings Day, but vultures keep their own calendar.
December 19, 2023 at 8:57 PM
I have been coming back to this. Benjamin was one of the closest academically approved model I had for how I have tried to live in the world and fallen short. It's how I am thinking about moving, too, as an effort to relocate myself in the crossroads of history & spirits. I know, I am so practical.
December 18, 2023 at 7:08 AM
Proof of life ;) also proof of dancing. Not seen in the picture: the candle-lit prayers before, the bead of sweat on the surface of the screen, the slight disappointment at only a few of this week's songs being fast, the pancakes after.
December 11, 2023 at 8:14 AM
I wish the penumbra showed up in the picture, such a beautiful and perfect ice-pale halo.
November 24, 2023 at 5:14 AM
Joyous Sunday solo dancing, finding the ways to drag and lift and twist around the arthritis in my most painful foot, and still I wish it had ever been with you.
November 12, 2023 at 4:43 PM
The slow dissolution of symmetry.
November 12, 2023 at 5:03 AM
Even after years walking the paths that join the apartment buildings around us, there are nights where by virtue of the direction taken through them, that I am walking by night rather than by day, or in leafless autumn rather than green spring, I wind myself along one that feels new and strange.
November 12, 2023 at 4:51 AM
Pieces of whatever it is I am chasing right now.
November 11, 2023 at 5:26 PM
Belatedly, good morning. The weekend is for letting the disorder find its order.
November 11, 2023 at 5:14 PM
Practicing the queer art of folding myself into a chair. Who wants to just sit in a chair anyway?
November 3, 2023 at 11:42 PM
Pumpkin season.
November 2, 2023 at 4:09 AM
Sometimes, the silly queer astrology app cuts way too close for comfort.
November 2, 2023 at 3:51 AM
Here, a photo of a sunny day at least. May the (jersey?) rain be soothing.
October 29, 2023 at 5:10 PM
Praying, drinking, dancing. I forget how little rum it takes to loosen my limbs and let music open them into deep dips, long stretches, flashing tangles, and short springs. Apologies for how disheveled, but I feel a shift and I am joyful. I will hurt so much tomorrow. Soundtrack in thread below.
October 29, 2023 at 4:58 PM
Tonight I watched a curving flock of clouds wash over the moon, and it was majestic to be beneath it all in the grass with a susurrus of leaves rattling in an unseasonably warm autumn breeze. With arms spread wide, what a night to go out and kiss the moon.
October 29, 2023 at 4:56 AM
October 24, 2023 at 4:21 AM
t4t means sometimes so many thorns and bloody wounded petaled hearts, and still, the flash of recognition, the things said to see them, to see myself again, standing in doorways, caveira my dear tutor.

("A life in rosy hues, the cold dish we serve the haters")
October 24, 2023 at 4:07 AM
Good morning and may the autumn sun bring you light and warmth, soon if not today.
October 23, 2023 at 2:00 PM
Okay, earrings can finally be worn! Here, please admire these earrings, one of the last things from mom.
October 22, 2023 at 11:27 PM
Good night, skyline. I hope the moon provides you some of the comfort she has provided me.
October 22, 2023 at 5:10 AM