New Poem: Without a Script


Photo from Washington Post


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


New Poem: The Burn


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.

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