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Told and not Told.
This prose poem was inspired by Irest meditation developed by Richard C. Miller, Ph.D. ( https://shop.irest.org ) Irest is a form of...

Barkus
Mar 8, 20252 min read
Radicalized
Radicalized minds and tongues carve wounds that never close, red or blue, it’s all poison dressed as purpose, a pain factory lingers...

Barkus
Mar 7, 20251 min read
Waiting for Moses
Ego, greed, lies, bondage, and power have always plagued us, and will always plague us. Every generation has their reckoning with...

Barkus
Mar 6, 20251 min read
People treat you exactly how they feel about you…that’s it. That’s the message.
People treat you exactly how they feel about you... that's it. That's the message. There is no hidden meaning, no secret kindness buried...

Barkus
Mar 6, 20251 min read
Hoarding the World
They divide us with the culture war, pulling our attention toward symbols and slogans while the foundation beneath us crumbles. We argue...

Barkus
Mar 6, 20251 min read
Introducing Milo.
Milo, angry cat, restless paws tab, Kat calls him, Soft purrs fill the air.

Barkus
Mar 6, 20251 min read
Nightshade
Drifting into sleep, I surrender to the threshold where waking and dreaming intertwine. Shadows flicker behind closed eyes, shifting...

Barkus
Mar 5, 20251 min read
An Ode to How I Developed Low Self Esteem
How insensitive could you be? My face ran hot with the tears that spilled over my dress and rolled to the floor. The music fades and the...

Kat
Mar 5, 20251 min read
To live fully is to walk the line between ease and hardship, never fearing either.
To live fully is to walk the line between ease and hardship, never fearing either. It means embracing both comfort and struggle as...

Barkus
Mar 5, 20251 min read
After a stormy sandwich
The static in my head is brain-scratchy, a restless swarm of unfinished thoughts. A stabby ache lingers in my chest, sharp but without...

Barkus
Mar 5, 20251 min read
A Stabby Cat for Stabby Kat
The cat's eyes gleamed with a stabby intent as it watched the unsuspecting hand. A single flick of its tail, and claws met skin in a...

Barkus
Mar 4, 20251 min read
I never healed
I never healed, I just kept going. The weight of old wounds settled into my bones, making a home where rest should have been. I moved...

Barkus
Feb 17, 20251 min read
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