Coming back to this blog after many many months of neglecting this lovely space.
I might just copy/paste Facebook rants and reflections in case they get Zucc’d.
Things in my life have changed a lot. I found out I was not a woman. Nor a man. Nor anything, really. Try using “they” pronouns for me.
I moved out from Clarry Park into the West End and I love it. Currently typing this at the local library, basking on sunshine for the first time in ages. Damn global warming.
If you could vote for a few faves on the Saboteur Awards, it’ll be good:
Shruti Chauhan for Best Spoken Word performance. Totally adore her work on family, language, friendships and the sky.
Find the Right Words for Best Spoken Word Regular Night. Such a patient and open-minded venue for all levels of performance.
The Black Flamingo by Dean Atta and Ben Connors for Best Collaborative Work. A fabulous zine about the intersections between queerness and race and much more.
This zine, btw, features my poem “Spidergirls”. So yay.
See you around. Expect more updates and changes around here.