[sees "constantly talks about stabbing people" used as a pejorative]
look,
Jana H-S (they/she)
@jana-aych-ess.bsky.social
3089 Followers
666 Following
writer, musician, etc
my latest: CUTTING ROOM FLOOR, now out on bandcamp
other writing: https://jana-h-s.itch.io patreon: https://www.patreon.com/jana_hs bandcamp: https://janah-s.bandcamp.com venmo: @jana_aych_ess
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crying about whales should count as a Job Search Activity
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or, if your work is really good
the devil only shows up once
and it won't be money in the bag
as an artist your political intervention, the way you mark the world, is the WORK. so if your art is any good at all, a few times in your life the devil is gonna come knock on your door, and he's going to be holding a big bag of money
so as an artist you have to be ready
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he was obviously traveling with a circus, surrounded by outcasts, not quite friends, but travelers, in the same direction. toward oblivion. he mostly juggles. the people mostly jeer. at night he dreams that he is transforming, or. returning. to the way he was, before She found him. this disgusts him
on one condition. they let me write the fucker
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the bartender smiles. "what can I get you" she asks the cat. the cat chuckles: "what's a good last drink" bartender cocks an eyebrow: "you're done drinking after this, then" the cat's ear twitches: "I'm not sure yet. I just want to be prepared" the radioactive atom looks up from her phone. she winks
A radioactive atom, a device that releases poison if the atom decays and Schrödinger's cat walk into Russel's Teapot...
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you can be tranny jesus too, if you want
FAQ: "who died and made you tranny jesus"
a mountain of previous tranny jesuses. that's how this works
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I am some sort of terrible machine
this has only been since last october
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but seriously. where are the rich chasers with knife kinks
enough whining about people not giving me money. I know you're all broke. it's time to figure out how to make my music palatable to powerful lawyers who double park their porsches outside of their kid's daycare, tech executives who shattered their neurochemistry at burning man, things of that nature
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as a university of florida alumnus, I will always have a soft spot for tim tebow. however, as a tranny with a traumatic religious upbringing and a thing for kitchen knives, I should clarify that that soft spot is somewhere right at the base of his throat
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a girl who I will never meet, reaping: [takes a moment to enjoy the way the knife feels in her hand, before she continues]
me, sowing: I don't know if I will see a future where these seeds become anything more than seeds. I do not know if such a future will exist at all. but they will only ever be seeds, if they do not meet the darkness of the soil. and whose hand, if not mine, will provide them with this chance to grow
