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the wrong questions

    there was an article in the times this morning (yes, the new york times — if you’re reading anything written or recorded in the united kingdom, you’re doing it wrong and i’m absolutely serious about that) bemoaning the fact that the person responsible for a recent mass-shooting was able to… Read More »the wrong questions

    sensations

      (a poem about hypersensitivity) no darkness consumes the soullike the black of panicflowing through the veinsand stealing every last drop of energyto create a lightning bolt of passionate self-loathingto suck the lifefrom not just this momentbut each instant to comeas an electrical storm within the spiritfocused on the lightning rod… Read More »sensations

      choice

        (a poem about abortion and the idiocy that is sweeping the western world at the moment.) oncewhen we were strongthey came for usand drove wedges in places they did not belongpenetrated our ranks with divisiontore us apartuntil we had learned to eat each othercannibalize our neighbors’ childrenin times of continuous… Read More »choice

        not-quite-virgin birth

          with all the talk lately about the death of language — at least, the death of language as we know it — because nobody on the internet knows how to use english properly anymore, i thought it might be good to see the other side of that coin. the internet… Read More »not-quite-virgin birth

          passion

            i rise with the dawn and shift the stones away from my eyes revealing the brightness of a life i thought just moments ago stolen by their night i look down and touch the holes driven through my spirit by the nails of hatred and passion not healed or forgotten… Read More »passion