this revolution is more then needed

one again, my body is strugglingto get up & walk, lay down & sleep.to eat, digest & assimilate.instead, my stools … More

mapping my body, a quickie

the violence of recently smashing my face finding myself on the floor in the middle of the night was nothing … More

my traumas/secondary traumas are envolved in an unending flow of freaking out being numb wishing to cut heads and/or wanting … More

– et toi, energy lady, comment vas-tu? – tu sors de ta grotte, je sors de la mienne, comme toujours … More

For a marginalized person, being truly heard means becoming visible. For anyone whose voice has been silenced, distorted, or erased, … More

this is what I looked like from 2003 to 2006, I had to wear a medical mask when leaving my … More

This week I celebrated 28 years of being full time disabled, which meant not working anymore, spending more or less … More

there are days when my whole being is just this aching heart from within and from without everything hurts, makes … More

this morning, my shallow breath, my dark mood tell me, once again, how painful is obliviousness a harsh reminder of … More

sitting on the floor of the balcony as I face the sea behind the few houses scattered here and there … More