Thursday, February 02, 2017

in time

after Reginald Shepherd 

someone fell fled stumbled here
detoured her means: she can’t see around corners
beyond her reach, unseen from any side
under represented gap
between, and flowing. if we listen we might witness
a suffocating passage of air, through lungs like water
her language settling like snow
flakes against the palm of my hand, survive
across geologic layers, indiscriminate molecules

Tuesday, January 31, 2017

Thursday, January 26, 2017

100 days

Resist Repealing Resist cutting Resist deporting Resist enabling Resist supporting Resist acquiescing Make visible Make known Make loud Make tension Make boundaries Make noise Make alternatives Make spaces Make choices Make clamor Make decisions Make friends Make coalitions Make movements Invest in people Invest in action Invest in accountability Invest in change Invest in hope Invest in phone calls Invest in bumper stickers Invest in not backing down Invest in continual pressure Invest in tangible resistance labor Invest in the idea of democracy that we’ve been fed Invest in uncovering the truth about the democracy that we’ve lost Invest in encouraging others to join in join up take hold get up get out get to work

Wednesday, November 23, 2016

or in an act of terrifying indiscretion without detail or voice and an example of pure insensitive calamity of intensified managerial fortification a single but layered riotous I mean to say anomalous or maybe it is unheard of but not unexpected shocking but not news horror anticipated with a safety vest or, that is, to see a situation screaming in its severity vehement in its discord and consequence unquenchable in its reach and corollary hyperbolic in its gruesome disregard and entirely inscrutable abstruse arcane

Friday, November 18, 2016

it’s like when you go through a breakup and every song on the radio speaks directly to your pain, your struggle to find hope, to look ahead while constantly being pulled back into despair cbc radio sat morning stabbing me in the gut songs like “this ain’t bringing me down” “gonna be a lovely day lovely day lovely day” something heart wrenching by adele  the one about loving life in the city but missing the small town the one about not recognizing the world i live in now

Friday, November 11, 2016

apocalyptic money grubbing can you tolerate the extent of this republic of foreshadowed unknowing an alleviation, no that’s not right, an abomination, or abominable like a monster a cartoon burlesque in this month approaching winter not yet frozen I need to make a fence not a wall across the yard a contained space for recreation and canine theatrics please excuse the verbal eloquences I’ve been reading Lolita a dance of prose linguistic stylistics the domineering Humbert in control obsessed narcissist the rape and pillage of a life how she Lolita was turned into a character in culture victim blamed a Lolita is a tramp or a tease she is the vixen an entire misreading for the profit of another damaging cultural narrative about