So my dad does not have to face another bout of chemo---what we were worried might be tumors in his sinuses (gross!) was in fact a clog formed by nasal fungus that took advantage of his weakened immune system (GROOOOOSSSSSSSS!!!), and was easily cured.
You may ask, why share that?
I would answer, because it's gross and ridiculous...and just a bit funny.
Bienvenue
The moon shines down upon an open field, while you walk on the bare, crumbling cement of the path. The trees are welcoming but dark, and the night feels no place to wander.
About Me
- Jaro
- My name is Jeremy, and I create, research, and teach comics and graphic narratives (and their overlap with anthropology, ethnography, media, communication, etc.). I am also a textile artists, and I am often up for doing work freelance/by commission -- ask me and see. And now, a poem: watching stars collide, i breathe a sigh of wonder; life so short, yet so long
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