A Daily Self-indulgent Postcolonial/Feminist/Poetry-in-Progress/Culture Blog
I feel emptied out.
My eyes and head hurt.
My whole body hurts.
(But I have a very clean house.)
Take care.
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January is gone. It was cruel. It was a clusterfuck. Or to put it more politely, in a word I learned this year, it was a polycrisis , over...
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Take care.
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