Flat on my back, Sweating but swaddled Thirsty but drinkless Hungry but foodless Fidgety but motionless, So many problems with so many simple solutions Alarm clock screaming from miles away Who knew it took this much effort to exist?... Continue Reading →
I'm not a sociologist. Nor am I a political scientist, historian, psychologist, or any other type of remotely relevant expert. But I am a citizen of 21st century America, a distinction I am less proud of than I once was.... Continue Reading →
There is never a dull moment in the sea of love; Staggering heights point irresistibly To precipitous drops toward valleys of heartbreak. Raging rosy water, Unstoppable undulations, Exercises in excitement; An active heart is a healthy one. Sail upriver... Continue Reading →
When I turn from the ambivalent night I know that my sycophant might Send apoplectic demons to fight My narcoleptic courage, Their hectic action, My mind's septic putrefaction. Would this mess end If my rigorous discipline lessened? Like Ouroboros's absolution... Continue Reading →
I just realized I haven't updated y'all on what was going on in my life since the beginning of the summer, and a lot has happened since then! Perhaps most importantly, I got a job that I am really excited... Continue Reading →
A turtle is single-minded. Carrying his house on his back, he need not even plan a route home. When presented with danger, he does not bother deciding whether to fight or flee, he simply retreats into his armor, and waits... Continue Reading →
Wow. Just wow. Incredibly powerful piece of writing right here.
The suicide note of our nation,
America’s last letter
was started long before
America was America
was started before
the continent was even discovered
and occupied
and colonized
it began as a journal entry of an Italian guy
line one was Christopher Columbus
describing the Arawaks
“They would make fine servants….
With fifty men we could subjugate them all
and make them do whatever we want.”
Lines were penned by Vespucci
around the turn of the century
and Cortes grabbed the quill,
and then Pizarro and Grenville,
and a line of the letter was written on the water
aboard a Dutch ship in 1619
as it carried human cargo to Jamestown
but that line was inspired more than a hundred years prior
as the first black slaves were brought into Hispaniola in 1503
turning human beings into a commodity
and the next line, was about a city
shining on a…
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I'm terrified. Absolutely terrified. I've been wrestling with these thoughts and emotions for awhile, trying to make sense of it all, but I can't. There is no sense in it. It feels like America is dying, which hurts me to... Continue Reading →
I stare at the screen, Cursor queries, blinking: "What would you like to tell them?" What can I tell them? How do I convince a company that I'm worth something? Here's what I'd like to write about: My dreams,... Continue Reading →
