put it in a hallmark card i could write a generic poem for school shootings so we won’t have to come up with a new message each month how about this: our thoughts and prayers go out to your child shot in the mouth by the other child with an AR-15 bought legally in thisContinue reading “our thoughts and prayers go out “
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freedom isn’t free
Trigger Warning:
This post is about school shootings. I wrote this on December 1, 2021, shortly after learning about the school shooting in Oxford, Michigan which left four students dead. I put it aside until now, not knowing if I’d share it (some things I need to just get down on paper for my own well-being). So why now? It’s been weeks since the shooting and the country has moved on. The victims have not. They are spending their holidays with an empty chair at the table, an empty stocking on the mantle, and empty shoes at the door. I am reminded of them as I spend my Christmas alone with my family, quarantined with covid. Our plans are canceled, but they can be rescheduled.
False Flags and Equivalencies
January SixthTwenty, Twenty-OneA date which will live Momentarily for some The wolves assembled In the halls of the templeTold to fight like hell(And they did as well) Led by their father Like sheep to the slaughter They came from AmericaWhite bred and butteredWith privilege and liesConfederates and militants And nazis alike Caravanned from KansasBussed from NebraskaConspiracy riders From both CarolinasMilitants fromContinue reading “False Flags and Equivalencies”
naked
you came to them cloakedin the robes of a kingand everyone gawkedat the glow of your skin the rubies, the emeralds,the long lengths of silkelaborately stitchedwith one dollar bills you had them believe in your noblenessbut you had them all fooled’cause you’re naked as sin naked in empathy naked in faithnaked in truthand naked inContinue reading “naked”
winter weight
With every spring I realize a little more just what my winter pounds are made of. I hope Tim O’Brien will forgive me for going a little “The Things They Carried” here, but the truth is I carry a lot more than extra body weight every winter.
If I Die of Coronavirus
If I die on a ventilator Wipe it downTo use it later If I die in the ICUGive my bedTo someone new If I die in quarantinePay respectsThrough a computer screen If I die a corona deathKnow I foughtFor every breath
i can’t help but think
of the spring fling when you taught me to swingdance on the polished gymfloors you sent me twirlingsing sing sing and a string of pearls after that we satin the hatchback(of your used ford)pretending it wasn’t as coldas april in boulder you put your handon my shoulderand we listened to the rain there’s a parkContinue reading “i can’t help but think”
if only/shatter
If only one person Changes their mindTo see through the eyesOf the other side If more of us changeThe size of our shoesTo step into someone’sWith opposing views We might have a chance As a nation againDepending on whetherAnd if and when But so many of us chooseTo simply ignoreAs we climb ever higherOn the backs ofContinue reading “if only/shatter”
New World
It’s getting to the pointJust knowing what we doAbout the man in the White HouseAnd his version of truthThat people might realizeHe’s not what he seemsJust a dumbed down version Of the American dream… The king of fools sitsOn the royal shitterUpdating twitter With a healthy portion of hateTo be served on a silver plateAContinue reading “New World”
Look Closer
a block of solid metal standsupon a patch of grassunyielding in its permanence but worth a second glance one step closer might revealtrain tracks passing throughindustrial in nature;yet beckoning a few look closer see, it comes to life!movement, change of light – past and present heritage,among the starry night you may not see it passing byor lookingContinue reading “Look Closer”
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