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Yes, so I'm aware it's September and thus autumn is creeping in,
but here in Texas it's going to be summer for a while yet!
It's strange- Fall has always been my favorite season,
and yet despite this hideous drought and blaze we've been
experiencing down here, I must admit I'm a bit sad to see summer go.
I want more skinny-dipping, more slip wearing, more nectar sipping!
My body loves being warm here- it's like floating in amniotic fluid.
Muscles unfurl, neck loosens, shoulders un-hunch themselves
and the smell of hot cedar sap and baking asphalt are a strange balm.
Popsicle season. Sweaty sassy dance party time. Sunset hour.
Summer! Who knew I could ever grow to love it so, especially after
years in the South- swearing up and down that I would never subject
myself to another blistering Texas or muggy Louisiana summer.


New bee-log post up at Angeliska Gazette: Endless Summer
Read more, clickety-click s'il-te-plaît..

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yurt!
(Photograph by @nt!x)


New post up at Angeliska Gazette: Blue Moon
Happy New Year's Eve, y'all!

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(Photo by Red-Star)


Turkeys are such strange birds. Ugly-beautiful,
and regal-ridiculous. Have you ever seen one flying wild?
It's like a giant feathered cannonball shot through the woods.
Hilarious and shocking. We saw wild turkeys in Osyka Springs,
Mississippi when we used to go camping there. They are huge!
I feel bad about it, but I'm going to eat one today. Sorry Mr. Turkey!


New post on Angeliska Gazette: Huexoloti Honey

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Have you ever seen a ghost? Have you ever felt one?
Visual apparitions are rare. I waited my whole life to see a clear one.
I've always noticed the amorphous, ephemeral shades:
thin wispy white ones, bulbous black blobby ones, and
the darting quick grey cat ones. The human form eluded me,
until I moved to New Orleans. I hope to tell some of those stories
in the next installment. I wish I understood more about them.


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New post on Angeliska Gazette: Ectoplasmic Honey

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I am haunted by phantasms, of late-
kept company by their tittering laughter,
told stories and been diverted by
flashing eyes, white hands fluttering.
A chorus of ghost girls has come to tea.


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Glittering masks and bony arms,
they're always hungry but never
say much. They seem to be smoking,
but you can't smell it. Strange
ladies, these friends who are
here, and not. Glamourous, grim.


New post on Angeliska Gazette: Ghost Girls Preserved in Honey

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