The Weekly Protest – Pure Stream of Consciousness | James J Jackson on Patreon

I thought it might be a good idea to just go to town on the page, to let what comes to mind come through my keyboard… Join James J Jackson on Patreon to get access to this post and more benefits. — Read on http://www.patreon.com/posts/50344679

Announcement: Blog Rebranding

I am happy to announce I will be moving all my prose to my newly rebranded patreon blog, The Weekly Protest. This webpage will be 100% for poetry henceforth. The funds from the patreon will help me to keep most of my poetry publishable for free. Poetry is for the people! Patreon also makes itContinue reading “Announcement: Blog Rebranding”

Hello My Pen, A Poem About Writers Block

Hello my pen, My long lost friend. I put you in your cup months ago, or was it years? You’re all I have now. These hands have toiled. This heart was broken. These eyes have cried. But still, my pen has ink. The hand that toiled Now wants that toil on the page, The heartContinue reading “Hello My Pen, A Poem About Writers Block”

The Professional Protester #21 When Being Anti Authoritarian Gets Toxic | The Professional Protester on Patreon

Official Post from The Professional Protester : I will be blunt, if you call yourself a socialist, or anarchist, or leftist, or whatever only to validate your idenitiy as an anti-authoritarian, then you suck.Ending oppression and providing for the material demands of the working class should be the only thing socialists and leftists care about,Continue reading “The Professional Protester #21 When Being Anti Authoritarian Gets Toxic | The Professional Protester on Patreon”

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”

A Poem For The Supreme Court

The Supreme Court Was the worst of sort Who fucked things up big time. Janus and Dred Scot I kid you not Proved that they are swine.

What good is a broken man?

What an era to be alive. Yet how can one call living with no dignity living? Crawling on knees to get to a safe place to release your bowels, Begging from mercy from an overweight class traitor with shit aim Only to get 6 bullets in the back. For a cell phone. Can it beContinue reading “What good is a broken man?”