This week I teach a great story from a garbage human, and I cannot expect art to come from perfect people, but sometimes, even then, I am disappointed.

The best part of writing is reading. The best part of reading is reading.

I hope you all are having a lovely evening. I licked the tahini sauce left over on my plate too hard and sprained my tongue.

I think sometimes that we are only offerings, to be taken in and valued; so that we might be gods ourselves. We are full, and so we burn ourselves to nothing so that others can receive it. We are empty, so we can receive the offerings of others.