I am entering a phase of cultivation, symbolized by putting down the clippers for as long as I can. Watch as my hair and I grow.
Wednesday, June 13, 2012
Poring over stories of displaced queers,
Resisting white heteropatriarchy,
Writing a letter of appreciation to my father that seemed to just pour straight out of my heart,
Picking up boxes that will contain the belongings of a piece of my heart as she moves away,
Doing stupid computer things that help my spiritual home function so it can help my little broken-winged baby bird of a community heal.