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lidiamiles.bsky.social
Writer. Aquanaut. Motherloverother. Being with other beings human and beyond.
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I. LOVE. INDIE. BOOKSELLERS. gratitude. solidarity. love. @riverheadbooks.bsky.social

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This book—like my life—emerged weirdly. Had to cancel readings, launch. If you feel able or want to, you can help this little book with a big heart along by sharing? Maybe you know someone who could use a story like this right now. Books find us. www.penguinrandomhouse.com/books/726930...

submitted 19 days ago • 6 comments

I had a wonderful dialogue with Dave Miller on OPB Think Out Loud :: rebroadcast tonight at 8pm PST :: make art in the face of fuck :: also love each other up ::

submitted 19 days ago • 0 comments

interviewer: would you say that you write for the forlorn? me: (something between a laugh and a sigh). yes. As in the phrase "forlorn hope:" she urged them to stay in the forlorn hope of restoring the world. i'm ok with having spent a life riding the waves of forlorn hope, with others, for others.

submitted 36 days ago • 3 comments

from "Daughter" in Reading the Waves, forthcoming from @riverheadbooks.bsky.social, February 4th, 2025.Photo: Dorothy Sue Hays, my mother. Art credit: Miles Mingo: JFK Blown Away, after Robert Rauschenberg. www.penguinrandomhouse.com/books/726930...

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She often befriended or had compassion for misfitted people. Even now, it is strange to me that artists like Rauschenberg and Janis Joplin could originate in such a pinched and barren body of land. But artists can come from any body."

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My mother said two things: “People made fun of his big ears,” and “No one knew he had an artist boy living inside him at the time.” She was ridiculed for her physical disability as a girl; her right leg was six inches shorter than the other.

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"My mother was born in Port Arthur, Texas, east of Houston, a land of bobbing oil rig heads dotting the flat as fuck landscape like so many Singer sewing machines...she went to school with the artist Robert Rauschenberg, only back then his name was Milton Ernest Rauschenberg… (1/3)

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dear Tilda Swinton: thank you for opening up that astral story in my slumber. i did not know i needed that dream story space, but i did. you have my humble and sincere gratitude.

submitted 81 days ago • 3 comments

kin.

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those hearings are excruciating...love, protect, honor, trans kids. WE SUPPORT YOU AND WE WILL RESIST AND DERAIL EFFORTS TO HARM. A HAVEN OF HEARTS SURROUNDS YOU.

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Sadie. Winter light.

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listening.

submitted 87 days ago • 1 comment

no thanks, am busy talking to trees and water, as they carry grief stories differently.

submitted 87 days ago • 1 comment

we have been working on growing new forms of sanctuary from within chaos. there are so many forms of sanctuary. Welcome to SeaRiver Sanctuary- Rewilding Writing. Solidarity and love :: We appreciate your support :: link in comments ::

submitted 99 days ago • 3 comments

just saying hello. just saying i love you. just saying not going anywhere, ready to resist, solidarity in art and heart.

submitted 103 days ago • 4 comments