Crooked bird

In tribute to my good friend Sara

He Wields a Crowbar

Prying Us Apart

I bleached my eyes

poured Drano in my ears
thinking I could purge
everything I’d seen and heard
my heart swollen from the absurd

unlearning a (color)blind god

If I am to believe I was born from of the womb of God
Fashioned and formed and filled with divine
Then I…

POETRY

Racist

Beliefs of the Weak-minded

You and Yours

“We do not need more [power]. If we already use our immense power to destroy the earth…”…

Shake This Nation to its Core

I have no love of confrontation
but there are times when our great nation
subjects us to despotic whims
and…