Road to nowhere
I watched as the pack broke away, kept to my snail’s pace, started to wonder if there was a point, a finish line ahead, or was it just a race… Read more Road to nowhere →
Impeachment
Do not lose hope in the process when we’ve learned so much in the process of losing hope. These years of nightmare have proven that everything is broken, down to… Read more Impeachment →
Crying in a grocery store parking lot after fleeing a flood threatening my home
What else can I say my city is drowning in hot water as I let my own fall onto my wet dogs who don’t understand why we’ve left the softness… Read more Crying in a grocery store parking lot after fleeing a flood threatening my home →
For Shane Gillis
You have been rudely awakened on this morning of truth: you are lazy, you never knew that you were sleeping in this swirling, shifting life while we were putting those… Read more For Shane Gillis →
What I want for your gun
I want it to sleep soundly, nestled in its case on a cold night. I want it to hear your snoring and feel proud of its owner for not jumping… Read more What I want for your gun →
Ninety-nine men
The list of mostly men was calculated by men then sent to the writers — all men — then edited by men and all of these men are led by… Read more Ninety-nine men →
Take the land
Take the land like you’ve done it before. Reach deep into your blood, boys, you’ve done it before. Or reach for those artifacts handed down by grandfathers, there’s in blood… Read more Take the land →
We’ve changed her name to Mother of White Christians Who Can Afford to Buy Their Wardrobes at Bass Pro Shops, sorry immigrants
Perhaps we were too hasty to let everyone in. We have met our quota of huddled masses, with their tired limbs and unwashed asses. These bitten lips can no longer… Read more We’ve changed her name to Mother of White Christians Who Can Afford to Buy Their Wardrobes at Bass Pro Shops, sorry immigrants →
