Dear Life ... don't stalk your loved ones transplant recipients, m'kay?

I have left Substack

Enshittification + n*zis + right wing fuqery + AI = bye bitch 👋🏼 I’ve been feeling uneasy about Substack for a while for all the reasons listed in the post description above. And because I’m trying to be the change I want to see in the world, leaving is an easy decision.

The Professor

Slow Sundays call for poetry

A poem I wrote for Cam, who you met on my last post 🌈 Dilectus And so, it is weeks now. Not a year, not months; the anticipation of chemotherapy expired. Just the work of grief, the clipping of loose ends, the tucking under of seams, weaving  them in until the