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Albi

I’m a queer-for-short Black American who is doing their best.

📍 That East Coast https://albinanigans.nekoweb.org

Dingus.

A schedule slip! It happens. I'm extra proud of myself for sticking with it for that long. Besides, I'm still cringing in embarrassment about other things. I make it a point to tell dates and potential dates (at least) three things: I'm polyamorous, I&

Karaoke Thoughts (The Singing Lesson)

Not too long ago I received my first singing lesson since grade school: He picked up his guitar and tuned it; I sat in his computer chair. Back straight, deep breaths, sing loud and deep and hold that note. Listen, and match this note. Deep breaths. No, deeper. He had

I don't like that post.

In my opinion, this post sucks. It resonated with me only a little bit. Reading back on it now... it needs to be stronger. Something is missing. In retrospect I was so hellbent on posting On Schedule and On A Recent Topic that I let other things fall to the

The Halloween Post

It's the last day of the month, so I suppose I address two topics: National Coming Out Day and Halloween(ish). I've been thinking about the latter, and the former will be scheduled over the weekend. All's (s)hallow Perhaps it's because

A Playlist While I Am Depressed

I haven't been talking much. Or doing much of anything, really, beyond existing and feeling pretty bad ab-- Sorry. "Pretty bad" is a terrible understatement. I'm depressed. Capital D Depressed. Alanis Morissette, "Tapes" All these tapes in my head swirl around Keeping

TBT: The Classroom Does You A Disservice: How "they/them" as pronouns trip up ESL folks

Throwback Thursday: Originally posted to the VerboseTerse instance at Mon, 29 Oct 2018 03:45:51. This may also look familiar if you follow me on a certain social media site with a black background. "Singular they," I say. "Those are my pronouns."[1] Very recently

To Be Included Somewhere (1 take)

This spacesuit-layer-thin Is all that separates me from My idle thoughts in the dark-- But I dream, propelled, A shooting star Away from everything. Landside, I melt into my thoughts Unrecognizable As unknown quasars, Unstable as three-star systems. Gravity should Discover and pull me free.

I am banned from Tinder.

It's actually more boring than it sounds. I didn't get lewd and I didn't piss off thin-skinned misogynists. I'm back on dating apps; I figured it'd give me an edge in addition to doing things The Old Fashioned Way-- and

The Letter I Never Sent

I'm just... reeling over the fact that someone so talented, so beautiful, and so capable of good things can be so... needlessly ugly and hopelessly shallow.

An untitled post about a friend that died yesterday.

"I deal with my pain by writing." That is how the original draft began. This is what I said to my girlfriend an hour ago. It's still true. And it's been a week. A typical, stressful week: I had 17 dollars to my name

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