I think for Halloween I’m going to dress up as me from Easter (pictured) before I got laid off and became chopped and depressed again

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I think for Halloween I’m going to dress up as me from Easter (pictured) before I got laid off and became chopped and depressed again
You have a tag that goes like #may all dead things lie down in me and be at peace as in the ground.. what’s that from??? what’s the meaning to you?
thanks for asking! it’s the ending lines from the poem “the dead calf” by wendell berry. the poem of course somewhat makes me think of laura gilpin’s “two-headed calf,” since they’ve got similar themes. overall, it’s sort of something that is about death being comforting, i think. and death is a topic i go back and forth on a lot, so it’s a poem thats comforting to me. as for the tag itself, i generally use it for cemetery/graveyard imagery. definitely check out the poems if you haven’t.
EDEN • BABYLON • ST. JOSEPH • VATICAN CITY • LONDON • DENVER • NEW ORLEANS • LA • NEW YORK • TOKYO • JUPITER AND BEYOND
Being the adventures of a budding transsexual in her thirties whose principal interests are death, ultra-violence, and Kubrick.
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When my mom was my age she tried to stab my dad. I never understood her reasoning until I hit the age myself. Dad called the cops on her and she spent a couple nights in jail. After that it was full religious psychosis: glossolalia, prophecies, the laying on of hands etc… she’d keep me and my sister awake at night praying over us and wouldn’t stop until we caught the Holy Ghost. After weeks of this, I pretended to fall on the floor praying in tongues. Sister followed my example. I think that gave mother the relief she needed. She’d saved us from the same fate that had befallen her.
Losing out on the library job is maybe proof I should leave that world behind. Done with education, done with public service.
Maybe I could be an online mistress or something
I think my Halloween costume this year is gonna be slutty Travis Bickle
I found the army jacket and a t-shirt that says “outta my way I’m trying to impress Jodie Foster” and a yellow taxi shoulder bag