Have you ever….

(or listen here) … floated through the world just wanting to hug everyone and listen to them and share with them? And say sorry for the ways you may have been an asshole? And make music together? And then hug them again? … swum out into lake Michigan on a sparklingly sunny summer day and floated…

Uteruses R Us

This past weekend, I went to a natural gynecology workshop. I arrived at a little past 10 on the sunny Saturday morning, to a sort of retaken community space with a big lawn and some skattered, run-down buildings. There was already a group of women sitting on a little half-sunned patio chatting and making themselves…

the new normal [part 2]

In my last post, I talked about [de/re]sensitizing myself to clashes of cultures and injustice, and the importance –for me, that is– of staying conscious of that process. That post was inspired by a list I started making this semester of all the things that I now find mundane about my existence here. Have at it!…

the new normal [part 1]

Traveling naturally causes a rub of cultures, and nowhere have I noticed this more than in Chile. I spent my first semester bouncing between various reactions to that friction. Nº 1 I’ll call Self-Righteous Structured Capitalist Meets Socialism + Burocracy + Constant Strikes, which went something like: “ahhhh! why do they do things like that? what do you mean I…

{1.6.15} so our children can study

Rrrruummm rrrrummmm An engine revs the only one The soft, urgent cadence of a dogs toenails comes and fades beneath my window A siren or two Powered up, only to be cut off It is not time yet A low hum in the air Shopkeepers stand in their doorways, looking this way and that Waiting…