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My otherwise trusty art app has decided to finally put itself out to pasture. I'll have get used to a new one, so if my art looks like shit for a few days, you know why.

#art #artflow #is shit #help #is appreciated

I need to give a shoutout to those of you who have been with The Hidden Medium for so long

#the hidden medium #yeah yall..#your support #is appreciated #really #shout out post #especially to the recurring commenters yall are lovely

gonna be real every lil like on my depresso posts makes me feel that lil bit better

#fray.txt #very much “u r not alone. i see u #is appreciated #is valued high

The thing about being the only white person in my coworker group is I turn bright red from the heat and they tease me about lol. And then they get worried about sunburn and give me lots of sunscreen cause I'm "more vulnerable to the sun."

#when differences between humans #is appreciated #this is how we should acknowledge skin color #and race #funny work stories #work stories #race #summer #sunburn

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Quiet presence and the click of blunted claws on tile Weighs heavy on my chest The way your large square head does And the not-fur fur that catches in my nails As I watch your heart thrum and pant for air in your Hollowed out ribcage

Sometimes I look at the grey on your muzzle and wonder If your years show through as a small Kindness And if people before have rested their hands Around your stalwart bone and felt the Tattooed beat of your own drum And if they look at the way your eyes (half hidden) from under your wire eyebrows blink kindly in the face of Our silly little questions (does it get any easier)

Scrappy half-tail to match the half-truths that spill When I tell you where I'm going so that you might not Worry (reassurance to myself darling)

Tell me when you lay on my feet And the jut bone digs in

(does it hurt you softly) Likewise

Take your well meaning sacrifices and promises you forget and Crack them open And watch silent curious gentle as they Scatter

(Your Half-tail thumps in time with your drum's Half-beats) in coloured glass beads open on ragged edged floors. Patting your cheeks with clumsy hands As affection distilled, Almost too tentative and splinteringly simple. Maybe beneath the surface there is that waiting for rejection’s rusted rasps knocking at the inside of my skull. (it never comes)