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Living Inside

I have lived back inside for six months now. Five years on the road in campers and tents with no inside showers or bathrooms, and now six months of showers whenever I want them, and the walk to the bathroom being across carpet not down trails. I had previously been homeless on a few occasions […]

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From My Window (#3)

It is what passes for daylight out there. Foggy skies of indeterminate color, a soupy mess of a day. Everything can change in a second in San Francisco: a cold day can turn into bright Californian summer haze; brilliant heat can turn to a brisk wind and suffocating sea fog, rain can dissolve into rainbows, […]

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The Cooking Conundrum

I have to hide my rice cooker. In it I make illicit sweet potatoes. Illegal cassava pasta. Verboten brown rice and forbidden tofu scrambles. We are not allowed hotplates or rice cookers, kettles or other instruments of nutrition. When I explain I have celiac disease and get so very sick with minor cross contamination, and […]

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From My Window (#2)

I’m waiting for the street light to turn on. The sun is starting to go down and the sky has turned a dull milky grey. The trees opposite are waving to the wind. One of them is leaning at an alarming angle towards the road, it’s huge root stump looks like it will be enough […]

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