i won’t say anything weird anymore i prommy (different way of saying promise)
In photographs, she looks like a scout leader about to ask if you’ve had anything to eat today. It takes a moment to see that often, just out of focus, her fingers are holding a joint and her vest is covered in risque pins, including an embroidered cannabis leaf.
Mary Jane Rathbun, jailed thrice and the reason for California’s groundbreaking action on medical cannabis, was better known as Brownie Mary, the patron saint of AIDS patients. More than twenty years after her death, it’s not hard to understand why this grandmotherly figure remains one of San Francisco’s most beloved activists.
She’s been called the Florence Nightingale of HIV/AIDS. She was famous for bringing her magic brownies to gay men and others suffering from wasting syndrome, a name for the deleterious effects on appetite caused by the stigmatized retrovirus.
Much like Nightingale’s work on hygiene and compassionate care, Brownie Mary’s legacy lives on in the recipes and procedures still used today in medicinal edible production.
Rathbun’s illicit distribution began in the early 1970s, when she was in her early 50s, while she worked at an IHOP in the Castro, 37 years before government-approved research finally proved that her hypothesis about distributing ingestible cannabis to AIDS patients was worth investigating. (Read more at link)
coming May 24th
Ngl I want to take T so fucking bad
old poem of mine
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I found another dead bird.
As I leaned down to touch its lifeless tail
(don’t worry, I washed my hands)
A man biked by, beer bottle in hand.
Riding past, he extended both arms
His wingspan swaying with the rhythm of pumping pedals.
My right arm has been itching
This might be a metaphor for self destruction.
i need to get more masc so i can present feminine
How can you see me in all my terrible grief and still look at me like I'm someone you could love
Ride or Die chapter 4 begins August 13!!!
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