Archive for June, 2018


I dont want to judge

By what you produce but I

Judge paper pushers.

If you can’t make things,

Ok. But if you exploit those

Who do labor? No.

What color is your

Collar. And how did you get

It. Who got stepped on.

Grown up

Grown up is an illusion

A farce

Sold to children to make them obedient,

Lesser than.

Grown up is a bar set

When convenient.

Grown up is an excuse

A promise not kept.

And I don’t want to grow up

To be like you.

But if you are going to flaunt it at least fucking do what you say.

I would say if I weren’t so grown up.



My head hurts and I

Don’t want to binge eat. I call

Bullshit on today


Chia seeds stuck in

My teeth. Must be twenty eight

Teen. Or tobacco.


BBQ beets are

My new favorite southern

Food experiment.


Just what we needed,

More rain. Had we known we’d have

Planted rice paddies. 

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