my name is haley zelda addams. i am not definable or explainable (no concious being is), but i will do my best to illuminate you about who i am. i think of myself first and foremost as an earth-dweller. this is my home, and every being that lives here is my neighbor.
this space is where i do all of my writing, my thinking out loud, my editing, and my archiving. (some thoughts actually are inside thoughts)
i carry lots of shifting identities and labels, some of which are: disabled, trans, queer, fat, pagan, anarchist, cajun, mexican, indigenous, white passing, autistic, texan (southern), artist, writer, poet. bitch. i’m sure there’s more.
i work hard to maintain a small but deep well of friends, partners, and lovers. they are the only people who’s opinions i care about. i live with a cat named calcifer, who works as my emotional support companion and also might be a fire demon trapped in a corporeal body. who is to say. but, he is the one moving the castle, i’ll tell you that much. i drink too many little drinks: matcha, tea, boba, ollipop—anything delicious, and i’ll soak it up like a desert.
i create things because it’s who i am, and when creative people stop creating, we become horrific assholes. i want to be only a regular asshole, so i keep making shit to stave off the horrific.
i consider myself a philosopher, an intellectual, and honestly, a complete and total shithead who at times has strokes of random brilliance.
enjoy whatever shit/ brilliance you may find here, but i warn you this place is basically a goodwill bin, you gotta dig.
find me elsewhere:
recent work:
what do you think makes someone less worthy of dignity, care, and respect? an angry letter to the ableds here, there, and everywhere
To tell someone from a different culture, background, or morality that they are wrong for communicating differently than you is white supremacy.
When I was a kid, my mom was deeply invested in getting me interested in my femininity, in the right ways.
work in progress:
there is no past, and there is no future, there is only right now, today
how do we create safety together? how do we build communities where abolishing the police is not only easy, but inevitable?
how do revolutionary scyborg warriors fit into the world they helped build when the revolution is over?