One day, she'll become a mighty doe whos runs straight into your car one winter night. I start draft after draft of posts on various topics. Some are purely about astrology. Some of them are purely about my problems. But what always seems to linger is that feeling of being soft and vulnerable. Astrologically, I … Continue reading The Shy Astrologer
So through most of high school, I was into Paul Simon and Simon & Garfunkel, even his later stuff when he was just having a perpetual mid-life crisis because that’s how he makes money. But I didn’t know, because I was a teenager in the nineties and I didn’t know about all the life that … Continue reading Seven Weeks.
Numb is a good word. It’s been two and a half weeks since Ricky died, and I am embarking on the long business of wrapping up his life, wrapping up our life. If were able, I would take this slowly, but as it is, my lease ends on June 30, and there’s a lot of … Continue reading Grieving, Post-Quarantine
So he’s not coming back. I understand this intellectually, as this is the longest we have ever been apart, and I have spent seven days in my apartment without seeing him, without hearing him, without sending him a text message from the bathroom and him getting annoyed about it. I am not asking him what … Continue reading Grieving in Quarantine: Day 7
This is Cohosh Man. It’s not a man, and it’s not made of cohosh. It’s a sculpture of sorts Ricky made with foam crack filler. The coffee and inhaler make it a still-life. In time, he would become increasingly more dependent on those inhalers. He gave this to me the day that I was flying … Continue reading Grieving in Quarantine: Day 4
I will put this poultice on your soul. Here’s a tip: The 5th house shows how you make and relate to friends one-on-one. The 11th house is cliques and peer groups. Your fifth house is who you have a slumber party with, who you paint toenails with, who you sit around watching the game with, … Continue reading Fleeting Virgo Thoughts, Mars Return, and a Bit on Medical Astrology