by Amy Martin (c) This is the day of deep time, the kind of time that stars and planets feel, their big bass beats to our tiny staccato days and nights. Boom! Solar perihelion! […]
photo essay: Women’s RED New Moon
Sunday, Feb. 7 The Red Temple featuring the Vagina Hall (otherwise known as the abode of Amy “Moonlady” Martin) It was exuberant and smoky, a rollicking wild ride sandwiched between those heartfelt and fascinating […]
