running is life,it helps me stay sane(and all the other banal thingspeople say about going for a jog),but one thing i do love about itis the peace that comes fromknowing i will never be stalkedalong a tree shaded path until,fighting for my life,i am gunned downby my neighbors. help dismantle white supremacy in our communities: … Continue reading run forever
protecting yourself is your right,by god, so claim it.buy a gun and learn to shoot,get a license, follow rules.and keep it clean and keep it closecause you never knowwhen the bad men will bust inand blast your lovely dead."somebody kicked in the door and shot my girlfriend!" you'll cryand no one will hearover the noise … Continue reading home invasion
it must be awful knowing you're gonna die.your breath slips out and doesn't return.you panic and your thoughts tumble out:your children, your mother.and the words pour out,shallow and creaky,as his knee holds firm on your neck.and the blood spills out andmixes there in the streetwith the dirt and the gravel.
it's not a virus, it's a vaccine. nature is fighting us off in order to heal itself. clear waters flow, fish rejoice, birds sing. the scourge is at bay momentarily: the human virus that plagues the earth.
i too am nathan phillips and i've seen this grinning boy. his face has floated before mine like a helium balloon once or twice in my life. it's harmless enough, his face alone, until you're 12 and your glasses are too big because they're all your parents can afford. the toothless smile itself is not … Continue reading nathan phillips
today i killed a tiny bug the likes of which i'd never seen before as it crawled aimlessly on the parched sheets of my journal. its body was lighter than the breeze and colored orange; yet, despite its unequivocal lightness, it was imperturbed by the breeze or the heavy breaths i exhaled as part of … Continue reading tuesday
i felt the sand of another beach peppering my hair. i felt the salt sea wind crest like promise in the wings. the sight of moon and stars and light dripped from midnight limbs to stretch across the top of sea, broken by the waves and foam. i heard a voice of sorrow then, calling … Continue reading i felt the sand of another beach