I wish my dad’s death had changed the effort he put into his relationships. With me or, really, any of his children.
Picking fights with him or my mom worked. Kind of. For me.
But you know. Before I started in on that- or if I didn’t fight, it wasn’t like he bothered.
And it’s not like any of the others are gay, so it wasn’t even that.
Poetry Poems: a creative outlet for a struggling business person
Child and adult psychotherapist specializing in EMDR and body-centered trauma therapies. Boulder, Colorado
In which I rant about Nazis... as much as I f*ing want!!
Work in Progress
A Queer Lit Rag
"What makes a hero? Courage, strength, morality, withstanding adversity? Are these the traits that truly show and create a hero? Who are these so called heroes and where do they come from?" - Fyodor Dostoyevsky (Notes From The Underground)
Conversations with Street People
This site is all about ideas
Homeschool Alumni Reaching Out
Culture, adventure, stillness
naming the results of a kjv-literalist homelife
An ongoing exploration of faith, culture, myth, life, art. An advocate for all who are trapped in nightmares.
adventures in gender, pop culture and snark
"Let me live, love and say it well in good sentences." - Sylvia Plath
Reflections Concerning Art, Nature, and the Affairs of Humankind (also some gardening anecdotes)
[silence like a cancer grows.]
Hands are for Holding
a christian lesbian tries to find her place in this world
House of Water 