OurLadyJ

miah says

“when love comes knocking, you run to the door.

love will nourish your life and your work.

we’re going to die.”

a woman told me

that she had been feeling the need to reach out to me

and so she offered me breath, a meditation class.

i- having a body that aches from resentment

a change brought on (which it didn’t welcome, but which it’s accepted)-

i’ve been looking for a way to make peace with my body

to let it know that its pains are temporary, and that this transition is for the better.

so i’m going to take this woman’s gift of breath

and try to listen to my own.

more online romance

i received this message today.

i rilly whant to make lowe whitt you you are so butifull whooowe baby ,,,
you and mi hawe a child to getter ok
make lowe whitt mi plice baby …

i like to make a lott of lowe in the bed you nowe a lott baby …
dont you baby rilly or nott …hm…
LOWE YOU BABY…liwe messenger is ——@hotmail.com you are my lowe miss you baby im her fore you my lowe ake miss you..
see you i hope bay baby see you on my messenger my baby plice lowe you so 

i love this online thing.

i laid my wandering eyes on eliza

running

today i was talking to an hiv+ tranny sister of mine

who is getting married next week to a woman.

we talked about how we both enjoy men,
but how they are so fucking impossible to deal with

especially when it comes to hiv.
it’s too threating for them.

they run.

i don’t have the patience,
but i really don’t think i’m a lesbian.

i’ve loved women, but i need more than love.

perhaps i am still a man myself.

my brother

is hilarious