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all the meaning in the world is found in the deep sadness of not being found in one’s hiding spot the kind that makes them want to just reveal to everyone how good they are but can’t for this is the game and to have meaning the rules must be sought * remember you were … Continue reading
i trust the universe even though it lied to me that i could go back to the beginning and find myself there * father a drinker mother a pourer me a not-me as i am always farther than my mouther self can be from home * racial privilege is when white out means rewriting and … Continue reading
the pages are always blank even when there is there it is never finished for to finish would be to admit that it does not go on and every story always does * there is only one story ever told: nothing is never happening * mean as it is writing is meant to make … Continue reading
god grant me the belief to not need belief in a god * he wanted to prove that he was sorry so he dangled there like an exclamation which left most with a question mark and silent remark of how all could be improved * there is no redemption only redefinition on there is * … Continue reading
goodnight night and the cars that cough the many moving and those that sleep longer than i hope to by sleeping now goodnight the streetlights that sting the sky the honeys kissing strangers in search of a deflower and the bees that no longer buzz for i have received a text message from a … Continue reading
get up why are you sleeping when you only wake with the arresting thought that you are tired of feeling like you are sleeping through a life that is getting you down * summer behind me like a dog on a leash pissing on the tree it sprouts breathing acid from a mouth and a … Continue reading
how lucky it is to feel nothing and still be able to be loved * heartbreaks are the easiest part finding out where next is is where everything breaks down * rejection is a belief that was true that is not and it is the greatest success for you can change do better do worse … Continue reading
in the penitentiary i freed my mind with the time to think without the body bowing down to slaves of schedule and the whip of a blanket at night that offers rest from the mined mind racing doing horrible things to horrible people horribly all to sleep in peace and do it all again in … Continue reading
on ward going no where with the bars singing like tuning forks though i am not hungry and tone deaf listening to the steady step of feet outside always outside even in these walls there is an outside where we need not sling sunshine and good nights but can sit for days unmoving out of … Continue reading
i used to think poetry was a suicide where the author always reached the end of a line but now i think it a rope connecting all to all where there is no end just movement across in a circle a knot sometimes around a neck but often times around a belt to keep … Continue reading
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