: i want to look at everything the way you gaze wondrously at the urban canopy
: Sunday mornings are for ancestors and revolutionaries, Swift instant kopi, Across the Horizon …
: Do you want to play? Do you want to play? Do you want to play? Do you want to play without delay?
: You are a pail You are a whale You are a snail You are a pail to put some sand in You are a whale You are a snail …
: How are people still calling a baby “precious” post-LOTR. I’m so grossed out every time.
: “Boop beep, money money money,” she said with a smirk while the neonate’s forehead pressed against a …
: You and your partner in a shared moment, carved out, noticing that this life is the noticing of …
: Let losing sleep radicalize you!
: When the neonate rents open (the world), I’ve never felt a stronger urge to scream within myself. …
: I bought the domain “feminist.dad”. My first thought is a public intranet of revolutionary, radical, …
: Shitting and puking and farting and squirming and scrunching and stretching and
: The neonate on my chest, light as this fog-cum-drizzle that’s partially evaporated. They are …
: All my memories before now feel laminated, shot through an overhead projector across lecture hall. …
: If you’re rocking the neonate up and down, leave the upper body alone and bend at the knees. Drive …
: A week before she was born, the woman at the front desk introduced herself as “sequoia.” That’s an …
: You’ll topple that which stands in your way with jagged confidence while you’re having a whole body …
: NAMES early girl tomato little monster my unaverse the unaverse little nut little nut hatch my una …
: Good things are laying horizontal next to each other, falling in and out of sleep alacritous latch B …
: While watching the mother breastfeed the early girl tomato, I noticed her shoulders tensing. …
: Perhaps the most frequent utterance on the training floor is “relax your shoulder.” The shoulder …