Something has changed within me. Something is not the same… Broadway references aside, I have been feeling some long forgotten things. Covid had essentially burned out my extrovert. Or, at least, the outward part of my ambivert. I was wholly content as a home body since the pandemic reared up. Until this past winter. I […]

Once upon a time, I kept a LiveJournal account, gryphons_hole, a deep, dark, comfy little hole in my brain where I kept notes on my life and queerness. This is the archive to that account, mostly password protected, adult, queer content, stripped of photo content after the site restructured its photo hosting feature. I hope […]

the find of the week: Wedgwood cufflinks. I’ll call them daisies, rather lovely things. I could say they are possibly the best links I’ve yet to find in a thrift store. how could I leave them behind…? This is that once in a lifetime thing that thrifting puts into one’s life.

I forgot to mention: I’m a (self-)published author. No shit! sex, trauma, & illness The name may be off-putting, but then that would just fit it to some of my words all the better.