ONE YEAR. 🎂✨I’ve learned more about myself in the past year than in all the 55 before. Older parents, daaaaaaang, ain’t this something? I gave up on the idea of becoming a parent when I was 34, so I missed out on so many conversations with friends who were parenting because I was throwing myself

We received this anonymous submission the day after the election. Caption: Anonymous, Untitled, IVF placenta print with acrylic paint, 2024. Courtesy of the artist.

Art in the face of autocracy. We want yours. Links ⬇️

Should I post recipes? Or pics of my food? I think I’ll save that for friends & family texts. But anyway here’s a big pile of baby-friendly sweet potato spinach buckwheat waffles…which I will probably eat for dinner tonight because I’m too tired to cook.

Life update! The last time I posted on that other place was before becoming a parent a year ago. Raising this tiny mammal is the messiest, best thing I’ve done. Being a queer 🏳️‍🌈 parent in these times feels especially tender, so if you’re feeling that, too, let’s connect.
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I left Twitter a couple of years ago and I was so happy to see you here! My biggest and only highlight (because I don’t time for much else) is that I became a parent. I’m exhausted every second of the day and also having so much fun. I’m still the editor of KHORA and loving it.

good night from this pile of sweet potato spinach waffles