Natalie LaFrance SlackJesus weptJesus wept about the time the corn was knee high and the hail had come through when the dogs were skeletons sleeping in on a ruddy…Jul 30Jul 30
Natalie LaFrance SlackTravel Journal: What a GiftWhat a gift I think as I hurdle, for the 19th flying hour over the last 80 or so. What a gift to travel, to see, taste, experience.Apr 24Apr 24
Natalie LaFrance SlackAphantasia: Memento Mori & MoreMy different, disordered, disabled, mind’s eye.Apr 6Apr 6
Natalie LaFrance SlackThis is my Acceptance Speech:On libraries and finishing and the things we become.Apr 41Apr 41
Natalie LaFrance SlacknomonoI’ve been saying who I was since I was two years old and one imaginary friend wasn’t enough by eleven I’d created entire casts of…Apr 3Apr 3
Natalie LaFrance SlackThe Meat of ItOn Dying and Living and the Utility of Ugliness or What My Nana Once SaidApr 3Apr 3
Natalie LaFrance SlackLiliesI killed the Easter lilies I was sent when she died this time a sun spin ago potted plants and frozen blooms wilting wanting like my first…Mar 31Mar 31
Natalie LaFrance SlackThe roadAll I know is that I can usually see what’s coming down the road even from a different state on a different back road even when the…Jan 7Jan 7
Natalie LaFrance SlackOn Posture(A Covid journal entry, never posted, still relevant.)Aug 8, 2023Aug 8, 2023
Natalie LaFrance SlackI'm tired of everything dying The grass The sequoias Easter Island Never rising again It is…Cancer is formidable As a diagnosis An opponent A death I held her statuesque bones in a hospital bed for all of February For March, like…Aug 1, 2023Aug 1, 2023
