if there was a woman who wore her hair in a bun and i called that a "woman bun" everyone would look at me like i was some kind of moon man. and yet...

Mutant, librarian, poet, union rabble rouser, dog, Ashkenazi Jewish. Neuroweird, bodyweird, mostly sleepy.
I write about transformative justice, community, love, Judaism, Neurodivergence, mental health, Disability, geography, rivers, labor, and libraries; through poetry, opinionated essays, and short fiction.
I review Schoolhouse Rock! songs at @PropagandaRock
if there was a woman who wore her hair in a bun and i called that a "woman bun" everyone would look at me like i was some kind of moon man. and yet...