The Creative Spirit

Boychild and I have started our own film studio. He’s writing, I’m directing and we’re casting local toys as actors. It all began with a sock puppet named “Sadie Danger,” who was a terrible puppet at the start. She would do all the bad things, and Boychild would have to be her moral center. Sadie’s gotten less troublesome as she’s evolved, becoming more mischievous than bad, but she still makes messes and tries to eat things that aren’t food. We love Sadie. … Read More The Creative Spirit

Pale Lady

It’s the thick of the summer. July somethingth. I dunno. 25th? Dates have sort of lost their meaning in the quarantining. I looked at my face the other day and thought, “Ooh. What is wrong with my skin? Is the lighting weird in here or something? I look odd.” And then it hit me: I… Read More Pale Lady

Pockets

I’m fighting a case of “the sads.” Who wouldn’t be sad for the world? The president is a (fill in the awful blank), black folks keep getting murdered just for existing, and many folks can’t afford groceries or rent. Oh, and there’s STILL A PANDEMIC and PEOPLE ARE DYING. This is depressing sh!t, which is… Read More Pockets