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Plagued

Steamy vapors dance out of our mug, rising up and active despite the cold.

Warm, caffeinated, medicated, placated. But the cold has a way of slowing everything down, even the lifeless poison air wafting from our drink.

Bottoms up.

The Middleman

They teach us that we need money So we can buy other things Food, clothes, a home. We can buy … Continue Reading The Middleman

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everyadventurething (Save the Kent Bog)

Bogs are important carbon sinks and should be protected, along with the rest of the environment!

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paying for our death

the flowers, the bees the creatures in the seas we’re all casualties killed by monster companies with unending corporate greed … Continue Reading paying for our death

toxic roses

For when people try to make you feel bad about having boundaries.

Killed By Clothes

Fashion is killing our planet

Monday Shackles

Learn how to love Mondays with this short poem!

Tales From Retail: Signs

So a lady comes up to the only closed register at work and sets her stuff down right next to … Continue Reading Tales From Retail: Signs

Hallelujah ! The World is Ending

The world is ending it’s the end of the world the world’s been ending since I was a little girl … Continue Reading Hallelujah ! The World is Ending

Taking Space, Making Space

Sorry For the Unannounced Hiatus Hey there, babes! I’ve missed you! 😩 I’ve missed working on the site, treating it … Continue Reading Taking Space, Making Space

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Why You Need Shabbat For Self-Care

A Day of Rest Yay, it’s Saturday!! Well, I’m writing this on a Thursday and it’ll be posted on a … Continue Reading Why You Need Shabbat For Self-Care

The Trouble With Trying

I don’t know what I’m doing. When will I pull my life together? But really, does anyone ever? Does anyone … Continue Reading The Trouble With Trying

full moon

We Weren’t Always So Afraid of the Dark

Did you know that the Moon changes every day? Peoples of old knew, and they would go out and spend time with her every night to make sure that she was okay. They were friends, and the People called her Luna. If Luna had a name for the People, they never knew, but they knew that she listened to them; and that was enough.

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