a sensation of crawling, of the frames around things creeping around their contents, somehow sulking and scheming
Off-white organic forms on dark blue ground filled with creeping vines in tan showing different, dark blue, leaf and floral designs at the ends.
A sensation rather than an emotion
You know how to attribute a quotation. But do you know how to attribute a movie of somebody who is blinking at a weird rate and not varying their facial expression?
You’ve been on a long writing voyage and I’m on the shore with my hanky.
This is not going to be a real obituary, since I can't do a serious one justice, but I just read news that Echo Brown passed away.
Her full name was
Relaxed, dyke-context interview with Lori Lightfoot where I don't hold her accountable for anything
The only radio show has reached a crucial milestone.