I Wish to God

I don’t know if writing helps Or if the Therapist helps I guess I want easy answers And I want to feel better And sometimes burying things down is the only way to not feel like my heart is being ripped out When I write I feel the pain When I speak to my therapist …

Over/Under

Some days it feels like normal Like the weight of sorrow has been lifted And deep piercing pain healed Other days it all comes back And rages Loss. Pain. Futility. Why did it ever happen? Why was I so fucking stupid? I feel alive! I feel creative! I feel powerful! I’m not bored! Or bound! …

Did You Survive the Night?

I’m sorry I couldn’t prevent night from falling. That I failed to hold the sun in its place. Would you believe me if I told you I tried? My hands are seared from the burns. My arms drained of their strength. My will is shattered. Night fell like a heavy blanket pulling the sun down. …

The Revolutionary Potential of Integrated Pain

Che Guevara said that a Revolutionary is guided by great feelings of love. Love is the foundation for true Revolutionary Change. Love is the source of Revolutionary Courage. Love is the fountainhead of Revolutionary strength. And love is extremely fragile To love others we must love ourselves. This is a revolutionary act in a society …

Dear Starbucks

Violence is not a brick through your window You have comprehensive insurance Violence is an employee who can’t afford insurance Violence is repetitive work that drains body and soul Violence is your plastic aesthetic Giving us pleasure in artificial nothingness Violence is forcing a fake smile And a ‘have a nice day’ from a heart …

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