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To My Brother

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GROPING IN THE DARK

by Rahel Gil Elements, lifeless particles grope the dark, hunt to fuse, to eat it, or choke and spit, No harmony in fusion, explodes: fission. Even as children do grope and grasp without direction without a plan without a light in the dark Until by chance a combination clicks and sticks forever and life begins and life goes on

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Even God Makes a Mistake Now and Then

By Rahel Gil What price Life? The monster looms horrendous: A sperm fled the trap Anchored parasite in anger grows Clings tenaciously, It claims its free niche forever Grabs the food and grows and grows Never capable of self support It stays stuck; like the cancer it is For that mistake God allowed technology for caring hands to fix To let the mother live

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AI Tools for Traveling with Vestibular Migraine

Traveling with vestibular migraine can seem impossible. I can’t even comfortably go to the supermarket. How am I supposed to get on a plane and fly across the country, or the world? The triggers and symptoms of vestibular migraine can vary greatly from person to person, but the one thing we all have in common is that they can turn even the simplest journey into a daunting task. Migraine triggers…

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THE WEDDING, November 1, 1997

by Rahel Gil No bells No reminders of destruction, torture, or death No canopy: denoting shelter Sheltered only by Love flowers for beauty that sings from the Heart Like the music from flutes To God the Eternal A chant: Hasidic joy Words: Torah, Orah, Hallelluyah as sung in a Lutheran church The groom is mixed: Italy, Germany = American The bride is Jewish: Ancient Europe: America No Hupa…

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Thanks, Menopause

So I have a new superpower…I can be hot and cold at the same time. It feels like I’m being heated from the inside, but from the outside, it’s all goosebumps and hair standing on end. Remember when you were a kid and adults would dramatically fan themselves while simultaneously complaining about the AC being too cold? It turns out they weren’t being dramatic, they were giving us a preview of…

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Index: WORDS OF FUSION VIBRATIONS WEAVE

AAdvice25PPath’s Vibrations Weave4Assasination of a Phantasy42Please, God27BBeloved and Maligned41Potato Heart30Benign or Deadly26QQuestion, The40Bereavement Lingers47RReflection5Beyond the Facade15Reminiscent of a Woman Named Eleanor44CConfusion on the Road36Rogue of a Lyric19DDeviant10SSet a Flower On My Desk49EEnd of Summer 199737Scheme Named Life, The9Even God Makes a Mistake Now and…

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How to Overheat in a Sunbeam like a Boss

It is June, and the sun is hateful – which means I love it. I begin by roasting myself in a sunbeam until I resemble a slightly damp pile of shaggy bread dough. When I overheat to the point of mild delirium, I execute my power move: climbing directly onto my human’s chest like a soggy croissant. And thus, I control the the mood of every room I enter, all while shedding profusely. Happy summer.…

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Why Sleep Issues in Kids Should Not Be Overlooked

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Goodnight Room, by Loomis Simmons

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My Shroommate

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The Clockaroach

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Loomis Joins a Zoom Call

Dear People, Today, I entered the workplace. Let me be clear, I don’t need employment, I already have a job. I have been employed since the day I took my first deliberate step into this ridiculous household as Majordomo. Let me take this opportunity to explain exactly what that means. I monitor all comings and goings, including delivery drivers, sock selection, and whether or not the laundry…

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Is It Weird I’m Spiritually Attracted to My Cat?

Dear Loomis, Is is weird that I’m spiritually attracted to my cat? My cat stares into my soul and I feel seen. Sometimes I think she’s judging my sins. Sometimes I think she’s God. From, Deeply Confused, Spiritually Unprepared Dear Deeply, Do better, she’s watching. Judgingly, Loomis

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Brainfrog

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Can Your Blood Sugar Cause Vivid Nightmares?

For most of my adult life, I assumed bad dreams were random. Maybe I watched something intense before bed. Maybe my subconscious was working through something. Maybe I just have a flair for drama, even while unconscious. But lately, I’ve started suspecting that my blood sugar is secretly writing the screenplays for my most unhinged nightmares—and let me tell you, the scripts are dark. I first…

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A Smart Ring, A Glucose Monitor, and a Few Regrettable Meals

I bought a smart ring because I like gadgets that promise to make me a better person with minimal effort. This one tracked sleep, heart rate, stress, and other metrics I fully expected to magically improve my health. As long as I remember to charge it, and put it on, it collects the clues while I stumble around feeling tired, dizzy, and vaguely betrayed by my own body. For years now, I’ve been…