Pray for Ease // Write & Breathe
Hey gang, Got some new stuff to share with y’all. First, I did a guest podcast for the Adapt Revolution, your weekly antidote to hate, greed, and ableism, where the D-Word is Disability: Second, I did a guest blog post
I wanted to check in with whoever might read this thing from time to time. I have some recent publications I wanted to share with you.
The first is SPIRITUAL STRUGGLE (You Won’t Understand) on the lovely Meow Meow Pow Pow blog.
The second piece is Kodak Black Man Reads Poetry over at the South Broadway Ghost Society. …
I’m broker than Sean Price the brokest rapper alive. But he’s not alive. And neither are these words. Neither is Larry Levis. All the people that bring me inspiration no longer breathe. Perhaps why their words mean so much. Because it’s hard to say they wasted breath, when they have none left to take. …
Gangland, I wrote my first ever book review. This has been in the works for over a year. Much love to the team at Night Heron Barks for helping me shape it. Barking Bird is Gang. The book in question?
Tell me about irrelevancy? That’s irrelevant. Tell me about growth? I’m in it. Tell me about… 9707 9th Pl SW, APT 101, Seattle, WA, 98106? That’s in my memory. Tell me how many cigarettes you smoked on the front balcony? Enough
the rain has entered me intravenously. …
America plucked your eyes out, Somalia gave them back. America stifled your soul, Somalia breathed it back. …
The thing about poetry is that anyone can appreciate any poem, but certain poems are meant for certain people. …
Nobody wants to be used. …
– just give me a cloud of protection to hide in – To hide from the world but the world is Still me, running from the farm Still me, when I found the white horse \\ beside a brown picket
