Radicalized

I watch my free will slip through the river of sangria Drop by drop, out of the pitcher To gather at the bottom of a 99 cent IKEA glass   Through the low flame A dog in a god-damned hoody jumps from lap to lap To finally take space, curled on the cushion of a...

Wisdom for Composing My Project

I shall paint the walls The parent toxin (You’d be all light and speedy, all together.) I figured it hit a nerve, though of course at the time I didn’t know which one. We wove them all together – They helped create a safer climate Stenciled in golden...