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Hey Mom
I’ve decided to stop conceptualizing my yard as a garden and start conceptualizing it as a salad buffet for the local wildlife. It seems to be a wildly successful salad buffet. I know you’ve been trying to reach me again, and, as I’m still stuck in this life, I seem to be stuck repeating our…
People of different types
If I had any doubts about the peopleness of animals when I initiated prank wars with them on the farm, those doubts were crushed in my first defeat. It has to be Anne Shirley’s fault that I romanticize the rural living I simultaneously blame my mother for isolating us into. Reading William Apes’ essays, I’ve…
Listen to my advice about this problem I don’t experience and cannot possibly understand
I am 100% qualified to tell men how to pursue taking care of their mental health. My credentials that I pretend relate to this: (I have yet to decide if I intend this to be satire or serious. Probably it’s both.) Actual real talk though, from the places my autistic brain is either lined up…
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What is this living thing? 