i burned a shitty little mcdonald’s placemat that i colored in and painted over the weekend alongside my friends bc i wanted to focus on the spiritual principle of sacrificing things you make that you care about - bc creativity and community and memory ought to transcend the physical plane. but i loved it and now i don’t know how to cope

the way rob(ert) looked at rob(in) playing her song by firelight. awe incarnate. “that was so gentle, it was metal. I don’t know how else to describe it.”

dolly parton died today, on a day where i wrestle with the impossibility of moving forward in a life i can’t fathom. I thought I left you 6 years ago? why are you here making the present pale and wan? making the life that has formed around me in the interfering years seem dead and unlikely and unnatural? i suppose that’s just grief. and grief doesn’t follow rules

what are the ways in which you deny your own power? here you are seeking affirmation of your own power, your ability to make a difference, through a man’s attention.