I Cannot Blame the Wind

The wind blows like a cloudy old man

Furling and unfurling again and again

Churns the air and whether where

Currently writing a book that explores the Psychogeography of my hometown. Going to be a mix of exploration logs and fictional stories based around specific historical events within the town as well as specific locations. Hope you enjoy.

Cold. Smoke on my breath. Feel disconnected. Welcome home, who are you? Shuffle past childhood arena. Clothesline of remembered narrative, obstacles of youthful frolics pinning me down. 1-2-3! You're out!

This is just something I'm working on. Not sure where I'm going with it at the moment. Let me know what you think.

HYPERBOLIC GLOSS:

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Oh my god the zine fest is today. I am pretty excited, and as you can also see, I am staying up "late" once again.

in the glint of an eye....

Share your stories of mental health/illness, experiences with the mental health industry, tools for individual and community healing, and dreams of liberation. Bring songs, poems, stories, friends.

Laughing Horse Books 12 NE 10th Portland, Oregon

This event is the kick-off for a new icarus project, a weekly radical mental support group. If you're interested in being part of that but can't make this event, e-mail River at gaias.eye@gmail.com or Julia at julia.smedley2@gmail.com

Art: Christy. C. Road