just a girl with an axe

[undead-knick-knack]

Like so many birds. A truly obscene amount of birds.

[dontecollinsthepoet]

14 Haiku for Minneapolis, Jan. 2026 - written in route.

with thanks to Sonia Sanchez

frost on loudspeakers

gloved fists lift damp signs: ICE OUT,

clouds bury the sun

masked truth on hot mic:

Feels just like Call of Duty.

they play us for points.

Keith Porter Jr.

Murdered New Year’s Eve. Nearly

unnoticed until…

Renée killed mid-poem.

her words scorch the night’s tongue. the

city seethes awake.

blackmail in daylight:

sanctuary traded off,

ballots gagged, locked down.

a mother counts breaths

pepper fog claws infant lungs.

God looks away. Twice.

Mayor clears his throat.

words circle without landing;

Abolition stalled.

Cottage Grove’s contract:

agents print names in gun smoke,

practice makes perfect.

winter scarf split red.

pressed hard against blistered skin.

we use what we have.

Amen, blasphemy!

sermon smells of scorching steel;

hands bless. hands shackle.

red light. blue night halts.

ICE flings uber door open.

I.D! I have! Please—

Alex, nurse, shot dead.

bandaged light spills from his palms.

sirens swallow prayer.

coffee shop triage

tables turned into stretchers

sun bleeds through gas clouds

Minneapolis

mourns as we mix medicine.

We know what to do.

[dontecollinsthepoet]

14 Haiku for Minneapolis, Jan. 2026 - written in route.

with thanks to Sonia Sanchez

frost on loudspeakers

gloved fists lift damp signs: ICE OUT,

clouds bury the sun

masked truth on hot mic:

Feels just like Call of Duty.

they play us for points.

Keith Porter Jr.

Murdered New Year’s Eve. Nearly

unnoticed until…

Renée killed mid-poem.

her words scorch the night’s tongue. the

city seethes awake.

blackmail in daylight:

sanctuary traded off,

ballots gagged, locked down.

a mother counts breaths

pepper fog claws infant lungs.

God looks away. Twice.

Mayor clears his throat.

words circle without landing;

Abolition stalled.

Cottage Grove’s contract:

agents print names in gun smoke,

practice makes perfect.

winter scarf split red.

pressed hard against blistered skin.

we use what we have.

Amen, blasphemy!

sermon smells of scorching steel;

hands bless. hands shackle.

red light. blue night halts.

ICE flings uber door open.

I.D! I have! Please—

Alex, nurse, shot dead.

bandaged light spills from his palms.

sirens swallow prayer.

coffee shop triage

tables turned into stretchers

sun bleeds through gas clouds

Minneapolis

mourns as we mix medicine.

We know what to do.

[avatarpercy1808]

I miss my disaster found family

(op @romanceyourdemons @podcastwizard )

[kurganfilledwithbearbones]

Double child prodigy whose spy work was so secretive his cover story was that he was working in the nuclear program and quit music to teach undergraduate math classes on the strength of a bachelor's degree from Harvard and refused interviews for the last 20 years of his life including when he without explanation put all of his music in the public domain is such a delightful mid-century American character. Plus he invented the Jello shot. They just don't make them like that anymore. They probably can't.

[blumagaincurios]

One time (in the 70s) my mom bet my dad that it would be easier for her to get Tom Lehrer on the phone than her own dad, who had abandoned her family when she was 13. She did in fact find Tom Lehrer's number and call him, and they had a lovely chat.

I've always loved the story.

[bethanyactually]

Nancy Drew + text posts (83/?) || Nancy x Ace + text posts (16/♡)

[carys-the-ninth]

The problem with commercial F/M romance is that it's written by the most heterosexual women alive and reading it you feel yourself slowly suffocating from the Gender of it all like a fish in a eutrophying lake. And what we actually need as a culture is F/M written by insane bisexuals violently allergic to heteronormativity

[blumagaincurios]

So what you're telling me is I need to write more m/f

[etiennelux]

i love when sibling characters are fucked up from the same event but in opposite ways

[blumagaincurios]

My sister and I but also the book I'm drafting.

[afronerdism]

If you are ever looking for furniture you’ve got to go to an antique store. Now when I say antique store, I don’t mean the boutique downtown that will charge you $700 for a lamp. I mean the trashy place up the street on a big lot with tables and chairs piled up for miles outside. The kind that stretches 75 miles back in a cold room with no descernable path through it. You will find the best, sturdiest, and coolest shit for amazing prices. If it’s in the middle of nowhere it’s even better because you can haggle.

[aspicywhore-deactivated20201017]

Isn’t this how most people get haunted

[afronerdism]

I’m willing to take that chance if it means I get a hardwood armoire for my bedroom for $129.

[timeclonemike]

Don’t think of it as being haunted, think of it as a “buy one antique, get a free ghost” deal.

[thejaymaniac]

I think there's a healthy amount of ghost for a thing to have. Being haunted just means the furniture remembers where it used to be, who it was for, what happened to it. Sometimes that causes friction (you can have too much of a good thing).

But brand new furniture from walmart (that's put together on an assembly line, each piece made by a different person with no particular attachment to the finished product) has an almost disturbing lack of ghosts. It doesn't even quite know how to be haunted because it's supposed to be so temporary that it breaks and forces you to buy a new one. It doesn't expect to remember. Maybe if you use the furniture and care for it and keep it and pass it on, it can learn again.

An old thing has its ghosts. Some may be mischievous, violent or vindictive- everything has its problems -but many can be friends. You get used to their tendencies, their character.

I find a bit of ghost far preferable, when faced with the yawning emptiness in the mass-produced and never-used.

[blumagaincurios]

Miriam Blum has this framed in her workshop. The frame is antique, and haunted.

[uncleromeo]

if you don't do anything else today,

Please have a moment of silence for the people who were killed instead of freed when news of emancipation finally reached the furthest corners of the american south.

have another moment for the ledgers, catalogs, and records that were burned and the homes that were destroyed to hide the presence of very much alive and still enslaved people on dozens of plantations and homesteads across the south for decades after emancipation.

and have a third moment for those who were hunted and killed while fleeing the south to find safety across the border, overseas, in the north and to the west.

black people. light a candle, write a note to those who have passed telling them what you have achieved in spite of the racist and intolerant conditions of this world, feel the warmth of the flame under your hand, say a prayer of rememberance if you are religious, place the note under the candle, and then blow it out.

if you have children, sit them down and tell them anything you know about the life of oldest black person you've ever met. it doesn't have to be your own family. tell them what you know about what life was like for us in the days, years, decades after emancipation. if you don't know much, look it up and learn about it together.

This is Juneteenth.

white people CAN interact with this post. share it, spread it.

[drchucktingle]

Hi Dr Tingle

Thank you so much for your work, your words really speak a lot to me. I was wondering how do you get to that feeling of joy? I think I’ve forgotten how to feel and I would very much like to know how you get to that feeling.

Thank you for your existence

oh this is great question first of all gotta say thank you for phrasing this way and asking what CHUCK does, not what YOU should do. i will not tell others what THEY need to do (that kind of thing is always dang red flag for chuck) but i would love to share my own journey.

finding joy has a lot of paths and roadblocks and it is different for all buckaroos. sometimes there is chemical imbalance or trauma or you are trapped in a endless maze of harmful patterns, and sometimes life is just difficult in a very average everyday way that IN ITSELF is overwhelming. just existing is A LOT bud.

here is why i am usually very happy and in a state of joy: way of GRATITUDE. now keep in mind this is not that simple and my words are not cure all for every bud, but if it helps i will explain my thoughts.

THE CALL OF THE LONESOME TRAIN is the awareness that our time here in this reality will end, and this call is a double edged sword. it can haunt you and bring great sadness, and it can tear your dang heart out when someone you love has to board. but for chuck it is also the source of my gratitude and motivation.

i am constantly aware that i will eventually have a LAST DAY on this timeline. i do not know when or where or how i will board the lonesome train, but it is a guarantee this time will come. if i picture myself on this day, lets say lyin in a dang hospital bed, i know that personally i will REALLY NOT WANT TO LEAVE. on this last day surrounded by loved ones everything has VALUE. i will think 'just one last walk in the park' 'just one last kiss' 'just one last chocolate milk' 'just one last quiet moment looking at the way light moves on the floor from the window'

i will have SO MUCH GRATITUDE FOR EVERYTHING ON MY LAST DAY and think 'i would pay a million dollars for one final trot around the block'. but here is the thing: EVERY DAY HAS THAT MUCH VALUE WE JUST DO NOT HAVE THE PERSPECTIVE TO REALIZE IT. every moment is all just grains of sand and those grains are always the same sand, we just assign different value to them.

so when i wake up in the morning i often think 'one day i will look back and give anything to be here,' even if it is a stormy day, or i have a difficult task or a hard talk ahead. even if i am sick or tired or depressed. i am aware that as a human being trotting through this reality i am going to tend to UNDERVALUE the present. and then i try to give the present the value it deserves.

hope that helps bud. my way is not the 'correct' way and maybe you can find a better one for yourself, but it might be worth giving this technique a shot if you would like. maybe you can adjust and find a good balance that is all your own. LOVE IS REAL

[spending-life-pretending]

Annual reminder that more people need to read In Other Lands by Sarah Rees Brennan. Pls trust me on this it will change your brain chemistry

[sarahreesbrennan]

I am coming for your brains, yes.

[baroldspaghet]

I appreciate all the (major arc) TAZ trios.

Balance - three regular dudes become demigods by playing an extended game of keep away

Amnesty - two special people drag a normal dude into a multidimensional war

Graduation - 3 outcasts decide to fight the forces of nature and win

Ethersea - 3 lost people go looking for purpose and find out god is a worm

[lgbtqreads]

New Releases: October 11, 2022

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[siobhanblank-deactivated2019011]

I remember some YouTuber tweeting like “TV shows are too political these days old shows like Fresh Prince didn’t have all this sjw bullshit” and like the first episode will and uncle phil talk very sternly about malcom x

[mirukaiam]

If anything, sitcom shows even from Disney esp if they're black were bold in your face political about societal issues

[dont-at-m3]

ima just leave these here

[waitineedaname]

my favorite mbmbam thing is when Travis says something completely buck wild and there’s a beat of silence before one of the others goes “Travis?” and he just pleasantly goes “mhm?”

[johnchurch]

Jake Coolice is Krampus