I killed a cockroach in our kitchen the other day It was tragic. The fascists in the FBI wants to say trans people are domestic terrorists And yeah, you could say settler colonial patriarchy is like cockroaches, but I don’t hate cockroaches THAT much They remind us that our separation from earthContinue reading “Loving terrorists to disconnection”
Author Archives: kris gebhard
Mosaic of Mycelium
Part 1 Picture our ancestral family tree Let’s travel down the trunk into the soil, and out to the tips of the roots — this is an origin story Around 1.6 billion years ago, fungi were the original house mothers, they gave some genes to bacteria and lichen to create the first plants. This myceliumContinue reading “Mosaic of Mycelium”
Thriving through apocalypse
So. How do we survive apocalypse? I’m not gonna play around as the white [manly-enough] privileged dude to pretend that I’m the one to tell you the answer to that. And, I’m a psychotherapist, so yeah it is my responsibility to support folks in surviving whatever or whomever is trying to kill them And, I’mContinue reading “Thriving through apocalypse”
Non-apology
When my 4-inch amethyst earrings, purple shirt, perfectly matched tie, and flashing smile Stole his glance I didn’t feel sorry Not sorry at all For the moment of gender liberation even this Man Could feel
Ode to life’s small pleasures
My body is convinced that some pollen native to Missouri is actually a treacherous threat and Thus, it would be better for me to not be able to breathe At all I am sitting in front of the air filter silently counting “in –1 2 3 4 pause – out 1 2 3 4 5Continue reading “Ode to life’s small pleasures”
Made up of words invented by Shakespeare
Resolve is made up of re (to do again), and solve (to effectively answer a problem) When you’re bumping your gut along the lonely howl of quarantine It’s easy to think this state is fixture – an existence established Nah, let the resolve embrace you Yes, we have to solve the same evils, over andContinue reading “Made up of words invented by Shakespeare”
The last sound
The last sound I want to hear before I fall asleep Is AarBear’s low growl snore the way his dozing face looks like A 30 year-old toddler I expect him to be cozying a baby kitten Or a kangaroo Or maybe a bear cub I’ve even checked before And then he sleepy chuckled maybe toContinue reading “The last sound”
How to make change while in COVID-19 quarantine
[Some brainstormed ideas in April 2020] Have a conversation in which you learn something and teach something Call a relative or acquaintance w/whom you disagree and tell each other stories Write your own stories. Write about what inspires you, about whom you care about, and what they do that makes you smile Gather insights intoContinue reading “How to make change while in COVID-19 quarantine”
Dialectic Irreverence to Dysphoria
Dialectic: The process of bringing two contradictory truths into synthesis For example, full acceptance, and desire to change Irreverence: Sauciness, disregard of things that are usually taken seriously This poem is called Dialectic Irreverence to Dysphoria (it’s a trans poem about my body) Home for me would be a chest that’s all muscle A bustContinue reading “Dialectic Irreverence to Dysphoria”
Three years after death offered me lollipops soaked in chocolate
I’m reflecting on the experience. When death asked me for a date, it was a dark and rainy night. I was pedaling quick to meet friends, someone driving a big hunk of metal didn’t bother to slow for a look, drove into me, knocked out a few ribs, shook my brain good I was knockedContinue reading “Three years after death offered me lollipops soaked in chocolate”
