The roller Derby
Once in a generation, a word is coined to enrich the human condition. One lean addition to the lexicon illuminates the mysteries of existence. The great term of our time is “derpy.”
The girl with no name
She was the girl with no name. When no one can call you, anyone can devour you.
Beat the game
Atari was born c. 1972. Atari means “to hit a target.” Atari is associated with good luck.
Kitty LeFey’s Cosmos: Lost, in Translation
It’s not always easy to make oneself seen, heard, and understood. Sometimes it just feels too overwhelming and too exhausting to try. But, this is the very heart of what every individual wants and needs. Of course, if you were a particularly adorable, exceedingly sweet, young cat, being seen would mean everything. If you were, […]
Do you ever dream?
Do you ever dream? Do you ever dream the sorts of dreams that make your toes twitch and your whiskers flicker?
Very large heart
Bodies are despotic toddlers. While lovers and dreamers pluck harps about hearts, atria and ventricles are stubbornly physical. No volume of poetry can coax the body out of being so dang…bodily.
Kitty LeFey’s Cosmos: Balance Sheets
Life is all about balance: work-life balance; maintaining one’s physical balance; having a positive balance in the bank; the balance of bilateral symmetry (overrated, but generally consisting of the likes of two arms and two legs; four legs; two eyes; okay, one nose, but with two nostrils; no idea how many gills, but on both […]
Guest post: Living Explosively
He’s a fussy, picky eater. When the delicious gooshy bits come out morning and evening, 8AM and 8PM, he wants it, cued by his big, eager eyes watching as soon as he hears the lid of the can open. He’ll run up to his food bowl, ready to eat. But it’s just the gravy.
Survey says: That was fat
When you are among friends, you can sing every song you know. When you are among friends, you can swell to the full size of truth. When you are among friends, you are not worried what the X-ray will reveal.
Do be Rash
Working at Tabby’s Place, your heart is a jingle ball. Your friends will get adopted, and you’ll be slammed into the baseboards, ringing “oh no! Oh yes!” Your friends will pass away, and you’ll splinter into shards, wondering if you can ever sing again. Your friends will become your best friends, and you’ll be grateful […]