Surprised JK Rowling Is A Monster? Then You Didn’t Pay Attention to Harry Potter

Are you shocked, absolutely shocked, that JK Rowling would out herself so blatantly as a transphobic bigot? Don’t be. Rowling has never been on the side of the oppressed. She was one of the agents of smear against the integral Jeremy Corbyn, which helped the Tories sweep the latest general election, and she insisted thatContinue reading “Surprised JK Rowling Is A Monster? Then You Didn’t Pay Attention to Harry Potter”

Writers Block, A Poem

No ideas, but all the motivation. All the reasons to do it yet no reason at all. Like a marathon, hitting a wall. Just spit it out, Put it on the page! Put it on the Page! Forget if it makes sense, forget the grammar and spell checks. Fuck making sense. Just put it onContinue reading “Writers Block, A Poem”

Reading A Book Alone In The Redwood Forrest, a poem

Reading a book alone in the Redwood Forrest On the observational scale, I do sit here in the redwoods in lotus pose, with a copy of Zen and the Art of Motorcycle Maintenance on a stack of logs next to me. What is the catch? Is that but the paranoid disillusionment of the redneck hippiesContinue reading “Reading A Book Alone In The Redwood Forrest, a poem”

What Place Do The Artists Have in Revolution? A Poem

What Place Do The Artists Have in Revolution? PRODUCE! Must produce content! For fame, For a following, Quite literally and painfully so, thanks to the stench of both words. To produce is to manufacture, To manufacture is to produce. The workers are the ones who produce, So the artists, the writers, the creators, we areContinue reading “What Place Do The Artists Have in Revolution? A Poem”

Undemocratic, A Word Not To Be Taken Lightly

Do not throw that word around lightly, it needs to be used to call out genuinely damaging behavior.

Courage Is The Sweetest Lullaby, a poem

Courage Is The Sweetest Lullaby Fear not your lions, And constrain yourself upon the unsightly sounds of this date of sorrow. Do but construct, And constrain, For the winter’s winds are but lost by the summer sun. The nymphs of the seasons do hold their treasons so, Be not the character of perpetual woe. RainsContinue reading “Courage Is The Sweetest Lullaby, a poem”

The Teacher As The Poet, a poem

The Teacher As The Poet Content’s production, Ease of mind and constant rush, Narcotic ease, And still the voices don’t stop. Stagnation is a creative mind’s enemy, as is cowardice. We are our words, our letters and symbols. Intentions mean nothing when they fail, Yet success is still a subjective term. I am responsible forContinue reading “The Teacher As The Poet, a poem”

Art in Our Times, a poem

Art in Our Times Piss poor excuse for a joke, All the un-ironic irony in real life. I have always said it, Life is a parody of the self, We live in Chaplin’s Modern Times, We are the machines, And the proles. We are wheels, Turning and obedient to the driver, Circle after circle, LoopContinue reading “Art in Our Times, a poem”

Liz Warren Will Sell Us Out Faster than Obama Did

Rolling Stone recently published an article titled, “Is Liz Warren Building a Grassroots Juggernaut?” Spoiler alert, no, no she is not.

Misconceptions About Electoralism

Several leftists think that if you organize in electoral politics then that must mean you only support reformism. This is a shallow, near-sighted way of thinking.

Wasted Time, a poem

Wasted Time So do we fall sweetly against the brittle gunk and waste the very minutes of a peaceful ending. So it was written, and spoken, and so shall it be written down again. Many sit, wait, and wonder when.