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BUNNYBOY
MADLING

WRITER, LOVER & CULTURAL PHENOMENON

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Mia bunnyboy madling

about bunnyboy

Bunnyboy Madling is an LA-based writer & artist making language out of madness, grief, death, love, identity, spirituality and the sublimity of being human.

East Coast born and raised poet, psychopomp & professional returner-from-the-dead.
 

From notorious group-home “bad kid” to ten years as a real housewife to blowing up their marriage on a New York City street, Bunnyboy goes to hell and back before most have had breakfast. They have the jokes, scars and stories to show for it.
 

For more than a decade, Mia’s work has taken them to the places most people are taught not to look.

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They’ve worked in peer support, domestic violence, foster care, birth work, death work, abolition and community mental health. After surviving three years being trafficked through the troubled teen industry, they devoted much of their adult life to those at the edge—to the mad, the grieving, the incarcerated, the suicidal, the discarded and everyone this world has labeled a “problem.”

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Eventually, they became known online as the Deathsong Doula, offering anti-carceral, de-pathologized support and education around the suicidal experience. They created language and used storytelling to reclaim autonomy, fight hermeneutical injustice—the injustice of not having language for our own experiences—and to imagine our liberation.

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After a difficult chapter of life, the Deathsong Doula died too.

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But if Bunnyboy knows one thing, it’s resurrection.

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So here we are.

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Mia holds an MFA in Creative Writing from UC San Diego and has spent their career writing, teaching, facilitating, speaking and building communities. Mostly, Bunnyboy is interested in what happens outside the language we’ve been given.

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Death. Sex. Madness. Freedom. Love. God. Grief. The sublimity of being alive.

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They believe our liberation is collective. That nobody gets left behind. That we are all our own knights in shining armor. And that we can no longer respond to a mad world with sanity.

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We have to lose our minds to find ourselves.

Welcome to the Mad Side

This website is my playground. My cosmic confessional. My elsewhere eros. My love letter to huamnity.

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It is where I make language out of the things that have no name. Where I share whispers from the divine, the dead and stories from a life beyond the brink and back. 

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It is not for you.

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But it is for us.

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Because I am you and you are me.

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And none of this is real anyway.

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Except what we can feel oozing, beating and unearthing within the soil of our souls.

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There is a carnival at the end of the world.

The Mad will be dancing.

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See you there.

For my ghosts, freaks, weirdos, orphans, strays, suicIDOLS, lovers, lost ones, problem children, misfits & madlings. 

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