Our minds are hanging out together, laughing at us behind our backs, only *pretending* they are lost. I, too, looked at the photo linked to your post and thought, "Wow, that Leonard Nimoy's a dope-ass singer!"

I can’t force white people to offer black people kindness. Even if it’s as small as seeing their pain and acknowledging it whether you can alleviate it or not. It is a form of empathic violence many of us are conditioned to perpetuate in order to allow the systems we live in to function.

My ballot got counted. Did yours?

This cover makes me yearn for the contents

I have six photos of my mother in the room where I write. It's not the same as having her there.

The deaths of those we love thin our interactive souls.

Lauren, I also am in this club. Also with a feline kidney disease sufferer in my care. Here is my sympathy; feel it?

The sincerest form of flattery?

There's a way to make Bluesky remind you! I pinned instructions to the top of my profile. Very handy!

I reposted, but please add alt text to your images moving (Afrofuturistically) forward.