How are things done? How are cities built and enemies destroyed? How are odds met and matched? How does greatness out? One decision at a time. No. The same decision over and over again. I shall rise and I shall try. If I fail, I shall rise again and I shall do again. In the … More The wrong stuff
Home smells of in-season flowers, stinks of guilt and unspoken condemnation. The sea parts, but she is no Moses. Mother finds a boy in the corner. Will she remember me? No. Even after all we had? Especially after all you had, and all you lost.
The thing about empires is they fall. Because the hierarchy thins at the top. And the bile at the bottom will rise and corrode the top. The many outanger the few. Can you count the black, brown, and the red? It may take generations. Is there a thought that we will strip again and endure … More Chronicling the fall
There is a word for people like you. Those who cannot sit and stew, those who mumble in quiet spaces. The arrogance that wafts around you, the stench of desperation. It escapes me now. What the knock-off-suit-wearing-gold-tooth-having-thinly-veiled-misoginy-spewing-creatures are called. The type to replace you drink with something sweet and flowery. I’ve seen pets bigger than … More Like you
I will tell you about the end which was really your beginning. In the end, we spoke all the time about starting again. Hindsight is easy, easier still is it to blame your failings on others. There was plenty of that too in the end. We rose like disturbed bees in fury and indignation. Feeling … More Describing an elephant
Forgiveness, redemption, the strike though, and shall we begin again. If I never ask, and only give. This confession. And take nothing. I am sorry. Refuse to petition, and never seek penance. Because I begrudge you your release. I would rather these sins shackle me, as long as yours cage you as well.
Do not tell me what to do. It will cause us both unnecessary grief. Once it is said, it is out there and I will be forced to go out of my way not to do it. This is the way it is, an error of biology. Scream it, go ahead. Watch me walk right … More Under my breath