Recently as I was filing my chaotic pile of notes that clog my writing desk I came across three napkins with sporadic red sharpie on it. I remembered that last summer I was at a huge party to see a friend’s band. In a fit of something I have yet been able to describe withContinue reading “Three Napkins I Scribbled My Soul On”
In too deep in hell, or have I gone to heaven? Only time will tell.
What’s the point of life? What what what what what what what? Oh god damn it what!?
I have been tourist, patriots of capital. Pride in rhetoric.
Losers never win, That is what makes them a loser. President Loser.
Not my President. Not even my TV star, NOT MY PRESIDENT.
Chelsea Manning, FREE! Peltier, Mumia, Snowden? Among so many.
Fool said, “I am fool.” Another said, “I am not!” They were the true fool.
A conservative, coward, liberal, loser, moderate, moron.
The lonesome whistle of American Folklore inherent tragic.
Freedom means choices. Choices should be everywhere. Nature has choices.
A rose in Winter, the best way to describe hope, a rose in Winter.
Dragon, goblin, fear. Adult body, Childhood fear. No shame in one tear.