i saw the gigantic groundhog running silently beneath the step

someone told me that they're a huge fan of my work

"art is anything you can get away with"

i finally slept in and my period finally started, everything will be alright

today was the last day of a class and it was like everything subsided and was alright. sudden ending after wishing it would be over. more strange and peaceful than any day before.

forget everything and make art

going to read Audre Lorde's Uses of the Erotic: The Erotic as Power to my next class is every single day

i stole the right to live as if there was no time!

honestly maybe i just shouldn't teach craft again at places that don't align with my morals

thinking of jen squatting up in her big swedish loom

what job should i get

im not sure how much longer i can teach privileged women for

i really really need a really good book of poetry

all the time i family guy dead pose

it's bush in a bikini summer