you can actually see my stomach moving up and down

sumtimes teh baby kicks or punches or "rams". usually it just wiggles around. kinda like a strange muscle spasm. i thought i felt an electrical shortage the other day; THAT was nuts.

but i have trouble concentrating because of all the babies' crazy antics. and i laugh out loud randomly all the time because of bizarre things it does (like the diagonal accordian fishtail, my personal favorite, or the hiccups)

it's a strange feeling, but i LOVE it. last night some friends came over, and whenever there was a gap in the conversation we all just stared at my belly and watched it move. onna my cohosts at the open mic suggests that everyone who shows up should "rub the belly"

so it's strange having sumthin (kinda like a big fish) in the belly, but stranger to see yr body become community property (good training for breastfeeding)

as for the other end, i hear i'm supposed to be constipated, but i'm not, and i suspect that's due to all the fruits and veggies i munch throughout the day (fruit=snack, veggie=meal). but i donno any "magic bullets". if i did i would sic them on my husband, who keeps claiming he's not sick (to which i say "oh no, baby, you're not sick. but drink this anyway.").


==**peace**==

"baby,
I'd draw yuh bath
like Picasso..

pick you,
like fruit
off yuh family tree. &
eatcha' honeydew ass,
wet"

-Giovanni, rhythmic poet extraordinaire

i believe in education and empowerment through art. i believe that movements happen when ideas are set to music. bodies and people come together through dance and movement, eyes awaken in the face of a good movie, and whatever ya gotta say is useless unless you can use these tools to reach right into people

"The logic of divide and rule is still valid today." Capleton

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