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Eli Underwood
I'm so into you.
Interests: Words, vox, images, recovery
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Posted May 24, 2022 at LOVER
Posted Apr 10, 2022 at LOVER
If you are reading this, I know that you are lying. . Aren’t we all? (lying?) in several small ways? . I know that you get lost sometimes in the shoulds and the would haves and the could haves and the nearlys. I know some of your thoughts are shocking and pressing but you can’t bring them up in an interview or a board meeting or lunch with the family or on Tiktok or where you have to be sexy or when people say, “hiiiiiiiiii!!! how have you been???!!!!” . I promise you. I feel it too. (the weight.) I’m... Continue reading
Posted Apr 5, 2022 at LOVER
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dream/loving into being Continue reading
Posted Mar 27, 2022 at LOVER
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Photos Jennifer Williams Continue reading
Posted Mar 2, 2022 at LOVER
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Happy Mardi Gras, yall. Get you some spirit xox Continue reading
Posted Mar 1, 2022 at LOVER
Write down what you want. Often and without shame. In the black at 5 am these are the things that came peace, everywhere. food security, everywhere. an earth that isn’t hurting. *earth that does not hurt. a mother. a mother. awareness. big music. dancing. family. trees, the trees. health for everyone and everything; rest for those who have not been able. equity. parity. fairness. transparency. fewer screens, more holding. acceptance. breath. breath. power to speak the truth, and what comes, whatever comes next. life that does not kill the liver. chance. accessibility. active, surprising love. help. Continue reading
Posted Mar 1, 2022 at LOVER
Posted Feb 27, 2022 at LOVER
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You still hold all the things you ever wanted to be, but for now you are a body in a bed, divided by impossible stairs from the life that still goes on below, a body on a bench, waiting to catch its breath, almost able to reach out and touch the life that continues an arm's length away, a body moving through the slow soup of time, waiting. Waiting - . . . #disability #chronicillness #longcovid #CFS #Fibromyalgia Continue reading
Posted Feb 22, 2022 at LOVER
Posted Feb 13, 2022 at LOVER
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We anarchists have this profound faith that human beings are capable of thinking and acting for themselves, and putting that self-determining impulse to good collective use, toward self-organized forms of freedom for all. Not that humans will necessarily, inevitably, or naturally do this. But without this belief that it’s a possibility—or one could say, a potentiality within humans—anarchism makes almost no sense. Still, there are times, violent and vicious, that shake our faith to its core, like much of this pandemic era, when it’s been too easy to slip into a rage at individuals and then whole categories of them... Continue reading
Posted Jan 26, 2022 at LOVER
Every frightening thing every cruel thing everything that I thought made me less than everything that I was too scared to talk about, the ceiling, when the unimaginable was taking place the ground, where my face was planted everything I thought would alienate me from my fellow human all that I tried, all that I feared was weathering me on the inside the dissonant blue notes of the soul and the things that I dread make me a softer human, a stronger human, more dynamic in love, an urgent artist. Every frightening thing every cruel thing, everything that you fear... Continue reading
Posted Jan 11, 2022 at LOVER
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Baked a banana nut bread Made a butternut squash curry with green beans, onions, cashews, coconut milk Made a pot of basmati, a giant salad of arugula and radishes, vinaigrette of apple cider vinegar, olive oil, flaky salt Ate an orange, put the peel in vinegar to make orange essence cleaning solution Peeled and cubed a pineapple - exotic tropical fruit! Drank a ball jar of nettles infusion from nettles I harvested last summer with big beekeeper's gloves - the sting! Cleaned the kitchen, fridge, bathrooms. Shook out rugs, scrubbed the sink, changed the bed linens. Bed smells like wedding... Continue reading
Posted Dec 31, 2021 at LOVER
Posted Dec 26, 2021 at LOVER
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this is gonna light UP! Happy Christmas, Happy Solstice, we live to die, gotta give it away to fly, let it burn Continue reading
Posted Dec 24, 2021 at LOVER
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Honor the Winter solstice, the longest night here on the land ... may I digest the nourishment from the seasons we've gone through this year, dropping the leaves of what no longer supports me, so that new buds and leaves have room to unfurl. May the fruits that have emerged against all odds from the focus of the energy that courses through me grow seeds that are vibrant and strong, filled with hopeful seedsongs that will nourish those on the not so distant horizons. May I move into my wintering phase to tend my spirit fire in a way that... Continue reading
Posted Dec 21, 2021 at LOVER
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The practice of love offers no place of safety. We risk loss, hurt, pain. We risk being acted upon by forces outside our control. ....... The moment we choose to love we begin to move against domination, against oppression. The moment we choose to love we begin to move towards freedom, to act in ways that liberate ourselves and others. ....... Wisely, Baldwin insisted that we are always more than our pain. Not only did he believe in our capacity to love, he felt black people were uniquely situated to risk loving because we had suffered. ~ bell hooks i... Continue reading
Posted Dec 16, 2021 at LOVER
Posted Nov 8, 2021 at LOVER
Tower of Babel Orlando Ricardo Menes Praise be to God for confounding our tongues and scattering us into exile like chaff in a stray wind or the fig seeds dropped by a green iguacaon on a hogplum. Confusion is sweetest chirimoya on a dry tongue. Hymns of disorder bring bountiful harvests in times of drought, And perhaps only cross-eyes can see in chaos serene mandalas. I shout from the top of my Babel’s tower sown as a kapok tree— Blessed are the dialects, the patois, the argots, and the pidgins; the half-breed word-hoards and the mongrel grammars; the geechees, the... Continue reading
Posted Nov 3, 2021 at LOVER
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I am trying to piece together the remarkable fragments of last night's procession. I want to share them and I think a list form is best: -T and I biked together to the starting location of the parade, and upon arrival, stopped in the street on my bike I felt something hit me on the shoulder. I looked around me. I suspected some kids had thrown something. But I looked on the ground and there was a dead dove. The bird had struck a power line right above me and had died and fallen. I called T back--knowing her love... Continue reading
Posted Nov 3, 2021 at LOVER
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It took me 3 years, relentless and fierce work, endurance, hope and the spinning supporting loving magic of a fully righteous community to get me here. And I am here. Home. I've not been this happy since forever. O, the work and creativity that's coming! How we can be when we are safe. Home is a precious privilege I never take for granted. I already love this one with my whole heart. The list of people who got me here is loooooong - each and every one of you: my door is always open 🌻 come on over, I'll sing... Continue reading
Posted Nov 3, 2021 at LOVER
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DO YOUR THING, KACHING Continue reading
Posted Sep 26, 2021 at LOVER
I woke up this morning wondering what the past two weeks looked like to everyone else not a Louisianan and not privy to a saturated social media loop of your friends' and families' lives being in utter chaos due to climate disaster. I've been fortunate but the Hell some of you have been going through is not lost on me, as it might be to others not from here. I didn't stick around in the city because I've done it before and I knew I was at a point where I would not have been able to handle it physically... Continue reading
Posted Sep 9, 2021 at LOVER