We are all capable of great love and great cruelty sometimes in the same breath. The line between mercy and malice is thinner than we...

There is a psychopathic epidemic dressed in patriotism and profit, a radicalized choir of certainty singing hymns to the new orthodoxy....

Power is a retinue. It moves with a procession, a tide of faces that shift and dissolve, each one carrying the weight of the last. It...

I no longer craved the glow of constant happiness.  I grew tired of performing positivity, of shining when I was crumbling inside.  I...

You don't have to die to be dead. I have mental, emotional, and spiritual funerals on a daily basis. Some mornings, I bury hope before my...

We move through a world of opposites light and dark, joy and sorrow, beginnings and endings each defining the other, each giving shape to...

Dedicated to and inspired by Patti Smith. I spin through the chaos of thought, a cyclone of memories twisting into the unseen. I spiral...

Beneath all masks and marrow, let us draw near to those of us tangled in chains no eye can trace. In the quiet ache of isolated...

I don’t want to remember. I tried to let it all go long ago, but you just won’t let me forget. My memories of you soured since I was as...

A screech cuts through the hush of nobility, scratch marks left in the wake of mischief. Domination tastes like food devoured too...

Older or wiser humans don’t argue anymore. They’ve learned that most battles are not worth the energy or the noise. They just smile...

The fundamental attribution error lives in the quiet places where we forget each other’s storms. I saw your silence and called it...

Keep your angels, cloaked in shame, secrets, silence, and social control. I’ll keep my demons, sharp with memory, justice, liberation,...

Dark shadow streak in the forest, swift and silent. The trees bend slightly, whispering of its passing. Moonlight catches only...

I exist in the hush between dusk and dawn, where the world holds its breath before surrendering to light or collapsing into darkness. A...

continuing to live is an act of resistance. waking up, breathing in, stepping forward rebellion. in stillness, tumult, exhaustion,...

Shaking my head at exigent circumstances, the way urgency bends the rules, the way time fractures under pressure. A door forced open, ...

They cradle me like a fragile idol, whispering assurances I do not believe. A bright, sterile light crowns my head, and unfamiliar hands...

You move with such purpose, yet seem lost in your own mind. Your hands are always busy. I watch you chase things I cannot see, speaking...

Phagocytosis Amoeba engulfs Some call her mother.