Giant moons fill the autumn sky
September goes out with crunchy leaves
pumpkin spice
and a chill in the air
Monthly Archives: September 2015
22 posts
The man on the bus had a puppet
the creepy waxy kind
it stood on a pedestal
and bobbed it’s head
with a kind of face that said
“I want to see you dead”
Yes because Destiny. We’ve been working on this fucking raid ALL FUCKING WEEK, with one rest day, so yeah, 4 pomes. Here you go.
1
hums of electricity running
blue light of an LED screen
comforting non-silence mistaken for quiet
all of a sudden it’s gone
true silence is eerie
unsafe
no steady whirrs to comfort you
no sound of wildlife from inside the dark room
just the sound of your soft quiet breath
willing itself to be louder
to combat the suffocating silence
2
there was a man in my car as I was walking towards it
adjusting the seat and reaching for the wheel
I blinked for a second
and then he was gone
my car was locked and empty and parked where I left it
I shuddered, got in and drove
3
cat is curled and purring
trying to sleep and annoyed at the screen
vying for my attention
to be present and pet him
but my shelter is almost complete
4
the steady drip of the water in the fish tank
lulls me off to sleep
the eventide is my day
I come alive with the light of the moon
and tire with the dawn of the sun
I just needed to tie my shoes
tie them before they found me
with my bag packed and a handful of money in my wallet
hopefully enough to get me out of town
or at least a sleeping bag
a note expressing love
it was all a lie
I just need to get out
get out before they find me.
So when we were moving I read a lot of blogs about the Seattle area trying to gauge what to expect when we moved to this coast and there’s one thing every blog forgot to mention that I feel like should have been mentioned.
There are Spiders.
Seriously. Spiders. A lot of them.
Giant Hobo spiders, and little spiders, and spiders of all sizes.
THAT SAID.
The rest of living in the Seattle area is amazing once you get used to busses, bikers, and pedestrians.
I love living around so many different things and people – it’s easy to be vegetarian/pescetarian here, too. Even the steakhouses have some vegetarian options (though obviously limited, but hey, they have it).
Here’s something I didn’t think I’d say: eventually, you do get used to the spiders…a little bit. At first it was terrifying but after a while it’s just normal, and the spider guts that decorate your wall are like advance halloween decorations.
So, there are spiders, too many spiders, but if you’re thinking about making a move from wherever you live to the Seattle area, don’t let the spiders stop you. There are so many wonderful things about living here – events, cool places to eat, neat people, a huge art and tech community….food that comes to your house. I think Seattle may have been too awesome if there wasn’t some kind of downside. So there we have spiders.
/this has been a PSA.
The fortune in the cookie is: “in dreams and reality, nothing is impossible”
I don’t think of six impossible things before breakfast.
But if I did, waking up for breakfast would be one them.
I run on moonlight, in the lunar energy and quiet shadows.
The air is soft and mysterious. Invisible leaves crunch satisfyingly when I step.
I’m starting to get back into my groove and draw again, but because it’s Bi Visibility Day I thought I’d post a couple links of things I’ve written on the subject while I go back to drawing queer characters adventuring around the Fae Realm.
Seattle Pride (in Pictures)
Flying in the Face of Everything – Roses and Revolutionaries
Coming Out
Eventually (maybe later?) I’m going to write about the whole “but BI MEANS BINARY” thing because no, no it doesn’t. But I actually do have shit to draw. So read the things, follow rabbit holes. I’ll have some magical art for you later.
Little orbs provide a rosy glow
ice melting makes little noises in the glass
spouse and cat snoring softly
going to bed before sunrise.
There’s a chill in the air
the leaves are orange-y red and crisp
music in my ears
“do you have a cigarette?” he asks, motioning
I wonder if I should buy a pack just to carry around for this occasion – it happens often enough
(but I don’t know the first thing about cigarettes)
“I don’t, sorry” sincerely apologetically
“you’re smart” he says
I smile and we cross the street
Good evening.
if you give a guardian a blade and tell them to wait
they’ll want to dance a jig
and after they’ve danced a jig, they’ll want to crouch around
and after they’ve crouched around, they’ll sit on your face
because the server told the guardians to wait.
(brought to you by my life)