all roads lead to roaming - from riding the waves, a classic not leaves of grass, not proust, but a lesbian wandering through menopuse tale about grief, hope, raucous gods, and the red thread of longing #poetry #memoir #birds #climatefiction #lesbian #gay
freda's wild blues
Saturday, March 15, 2025
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For Ruth, and for all our mothers, when am I not dying: When our cat shakes with purr and pops her head out of her curl and her pads l...
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Dreams of protecting wildlife have to account for the paths in the prairies and woods. We have put more things out of balance than would h...
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I learned about mutual arising from Alan Watt’s Watercourse Way. There is a Hiroshige wood block about the myth that deer will wait under ...