Emotional Responsibility, what is it? Pretty simple, no? It's being responsible for your emotions. Ok, but what does that mean, really, I mean like in real life, when you're in a grocery line and witness someone being a total dickhead and you get angry, maybe you yell at the person being a dick, maybe you … Continue reading What is Emotional Responsibility?
You're screaming at animals you're berating the non-beratables you're inspiring violence because you're jabbing the monster because you don't think it's a monster because you're seeing yourself but it's not you sitting there sitting there it's not you sitting there upon the throne it's not you in the great halls. You're putting your faith and … Continue reading Screaming at Demons
There is nothing worse than a Sympathetic Man
Sisters rage Rage on and catch fire Burn Burn it all down, ferocious Clean the world Look through the world And by looking through Burn everything your vision touches Sisters, Rage Rage for what has been taken Rage for what is lost Rage for your truth Rage for her truth Rage for the lies Rage … Continue reading Rage, Sisters
I know you. I've been in the deep, dark with you, I remember because you stayed at the entrance of the cave even though it was your idea to come explore in the first place. I know you. I've heard you brag. I've seen you get offended and be wrong and get offended again. I … Continue reading I know you
Chill. (dear black people...thanks for introducing such a cool concept as "chillin'") Chill. The institution is abuzz with activity, just listen to it hum. You can almost taste the creativity when you're suckin' on your thumb. Who is the first to proclaim they know who is the first to start the show who is the … Continue reading Dear terrified people with white skin
I dreamt of the most beautiful woman She was, to me, all my dreams And still a dream I was refreshed and reborn in her beauty Like spring grass or Winters sunlight The thawing of the world Was my heart for her I was no bigger than a boy, really So completely overmatched I existed … Continue reading Owned
I don't understand this word the way you understand it. Speeding trains of indignation and righteousness blur by. This train doesn't stop for me. I'm not sure this train stops for anyone. But who is driving and where did it come from? It's so disgusting, like the foulest smell to hear and see excuses, I … Continue reading What is Patriarchy