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i passed junkyard-dog-man again this morning… he stared at me… he stopped walking, turned, and continued to stare at me as i passed… it was very aggressive… i am wearing a pretty black and white floral sundress… spaghetti straps… just covering my breasts… i am wearing a choker necklace with thick black cord and a dark blue heart shaped stone dangling from it… i have makeup on my face including…
this past weekend my wife and i met her cousin sue at cafe mutton , our niece's restaurant in hudson, ny... after a delicious and wonderfully flavorful lunch... after lunch we drove over to the main drag of hudson and went window shopping... this sign was in a storefront window in hudson ny… it’s astonishing how evocative of my experience of entering into trans feminine space i found it… it took…
once upon a time there was man and woman and they played passionately and fruitfully in the beautiful garden of yinyang intimacy… so fruitful was their play in the garden that what began as two quickly became multitudinous… and with that multitudinous expansion, it became necessary for man and woman to compete for resources… man being physically stronger than woman became the warrior and protected…
on my walk this morning i pass two men who make the hairs on my neck stand… i sense their hostility… the first one is white and wiry… a junk yard dog sort of fellow… i do not look him in the eye in case he considers it a challenge, as any junkyard dog would do… as i walk past and continue down the sidewalk i stop to make a photograph… mostly so i can turn and check that he isn’t following me… he’s…
Hey Michael Kriegh! We're so glad you decided to add Cameo Balconette Lift Up Bra Buff to your top drawer! How does it fit? Do you like the style? Tell us everything! dear J from Pepper … though i am not sure i am the sort of customer you really want to hear from, i will give it a go… i am more thrilled than you can imagine with the Cameo Balconette Lift Up Bras i recently purchased (as i have…
this morning i am audrey hepburn breakfasting at tiffany’s… hair up in a bun… blue satin mini shift dress with a quasi cowl neckline that covers my collar bones… i search for words to describe how i feel in this dress… sexy… in an air wafting up teasingly between my legs sort of way… in a lover blowing gently on what they will momentarily begin to tongue sort of way… i start to place one foot…
since i entered trans feminine space, i have played around with different configurations of pronouns and haven’t found a natural fit… bodily, “he” is accurate… psychologically and emotionally, not so much… i enjoy the idea of being “she” the most, even as my internal dialogue defaults to "he" most of the time… the "she" in me is strong, but not fully dominant… i feel compelled to wear women’s…
yesterday i was grateful for a friend’s trust… today i am looking forward to a trip to sunny nails with holly… —- notes… an aiyi can’t experience what a human feels when being bitten. The more fully I feel it, the more of me will make it into the work. Anyway, that’s what i like to think. what we are seeking, cameron reed "an aiyi" in this case is an "artificial intelligence" or an "intelligence…
yesterday i was grateful for a good meeting at the cemetery… today i am looking forward to coffee at the “raw table” with my new coffee friends and getting my nails done… notes… more and more i am invited into the sisterhood… women are talking with me in ways i have not experienced before… with honesty about some of their most difficult experiences… i feel honored to have gained their trust… i…
yesterday i was grateful for brunch with friends and stanza books… today i am looking forward to aj and yoga with anne… notes… yesterday at brunch… women strong, men masculine, me as much woman as man… i was the anomalous presence… there was b and m who oozed masculine virility… and there was s and s, confident business women… i wonder what was thought about me… i was not asked about myself… as i…