i am edward, pretty much.
i'm in new orleans.
All of these writings are a cut-up, in one way or another. i also use translation engines, and the OCR in my phone's gallery app.
i take estrogen and testosterone-blockers.
Its solid as fuck.
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I am frog
but she talks
trail I call
darling I an
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Letters written by Emily are here: https://deepundergroundpoetry.com/poems/367679-5-march-1853/
and my deadname, which is still an active entity, is here:
recent books ive been working with include Mary Barton by Elizabeth Gaskell, Light by M. John Harrison, a scholary book on John Dee's natural magixk, called something or other, The Book Of Margery Kempe https://en.m.wikipedia.org/wiki/The_Book_of_Margery_Kempe , The Folk of the Faraway Tree, by Enid Blye, and an 1815 french translation of Sense and Sensibility.
It's a form of magick practice for me, to do this with text