Tagged: social justice

in the process of

we can’t imagine

we can’t imagine
going back – as the color
starts to fade
on those

particular memories, we
realize we’ve been lost all this time
.
20200721:2115
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as long as we are

as long as we are
alive, it will never stop –
this need to feed and
be fed –
we look to our
allies, when we
should be looking
for accomplices
.
20200625:2039
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at the end, it will

at the end, it will
be inevitable – we will
all come together,

regardless of shape, color,
the size of our pocketbooks
.
20191121:0727
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** in the absence of The Daily Post from WordPress, here’s your daily prompt: pocketbooks

the haves have a

the haves have a
singular way of
dedicating themselves
to the diagnosed
trials and tribulations
of the have-nots
when it’s
convenient,
corroborated,
and classifiable
in code. no new
language is
ever needed
for this tried-
and-true
tactical formula
.
20190312:2113
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** in the absence of The Daily Post from WordPress, here’s your daily prompt: tactical

january is

january is
waking up before attempting
to wake others up
.
20190113:1551
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** in the absence of The Daily Post from WordPress, here’s your daily prompt: wake

on my level, we also spend

on my level, we also spend
too much time fighting
Goombas and Koopa
Troopas, with the
occasional Hammer
Brothers, wasting
good lives on all
of Bowser’s minions,
so that we lose sight
of the pixelated construct
.
20180406:2153
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there is an old, new

there is an old, new
paralysis – a hitchhiker
on the most bearable
days, a parasite on
the worst – that pins
down a hand, an
arm, a leg, a morsel
of every hour, crushing
the cells and membranes
of day. we feel
sick about it all
the time, emerge
from the stupor
spasmodically to ask
one another for best and
worst case scenarios,
readjust our negativity
bias for a version
of survival
.
20170311:1013
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understanding that

understanding that
we are all deplorables
knits together years

of doing and undoing –
let’s pause to count the stitches
.
20161123:0250
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