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I’m always down for some direct action. I’m always down to be heard. I’m down for stopping traffic and annoying the fuck out of people who cannot be bothered.
But I am only down for that if it is with purpose. Bitching just to bitch is fine, but wasting good movement energy because you as an individual want to be heard is bullshit. Most aren’t like this, some are, and this poem is for them. Continue reading
Been away awhile. I tend to shut down when I feel like I should be doing more. The anxiety destroys me, keeps me from moving. Sometimes I feel like I am running a race I’m not really in. Or maybe no one else is.
Without a doubt the evils of racism have hit people of color in ways that not a single white person on this planet can fully comprehend. That said, White Supremacy is not just targeted at black and brown bodies, but poor white ones too. And they go for it, every time. I’d like to say I don’t know why, but sadly, I do. Continue reading
Hey folks, sorry I have been gone so long. Even sorrier that it takes tragedy to bring me back.
Am I sick of of snow? Yes, yes I am. Continue reading
I have been fortunate to find great people to surround myself with who work to make the world a better place. It is not easy to look the ugliness of the world in the face and say “no more” and I have been tempted more than once to look away. That just would not do though. Continue reading
I find myself surprised how often I find insight in my doubt. Maybe it was all the Socrates my profs crammed down my throat, with a dash of Descartes. Continue reading