Democracy requires your courage.
Democracy requires your courage.
THEY “ACCIDENTALLY” FIRED THE PEOPLE WHO OVERSEE OUR NUCLEAR STOCKPILE.
Wake the fuck up dumbfucks.
THEY “ACCIDENTALLY” FIRED THE PEOPLE WHO OVERSEE OUR NUCLEAR STOCKPILE.
Wake the fuck up dumbfucks.
Now might be a bad time to reduce spending on Science. Just sayin’.
Now might be a bad time to reduce spending on Science. Just sayin’.
(unverified, obviously)
(unverified, obviously)
1. some fb users discovered their accounts now follow trump, melania, & vance, & they can't unfollow
2. some users get 0 search results for #democrat on insta but tons for #republican
3. some fb groups about parenting nonbinary kids don't come up in search
1. some fb users discovered their accounts now follow trump, melania, & vance, & they can't unfollow
2. some users get 0 search results for #democrat on insta but tons for #republican
3. some fb groups about parenting nonbinary kids don't come up in search
me: what kinds of things *are* weird?
him: one time i opened up a carry-on and it was full of lobsters. live lobsters.
me: what kinds of things *are* weird?
him: one time i opened up a carry-on and it was full of lobsters. live lobsters.
If 2mm of metal could stop a bullet, WW2 would’ve been fought in plate armor.
If 2mm of metal could stop a bullet, WW2 would’ve been fought in plate armor.
I fell in love
again. It happened
next to the burn of
a fresh cuppa and
I lost it sometime
before the sour cold dregs
flooded my mind. Mourners
usually cry but I spent mine
on the boy who tried to
pursue me before I had
any value. I wonder
if he is still on
do not disturb.
A stiff burn, sometimes
the crack of a tense muscle,
is plenty reminder
that exercise is
a commitment paid
in agonizing seconds
stretching, ideally,
into months
of habitual
motion.
The body wants to move.
The brain wants to sleep.
An impass
sometimes placated
with cute little lies.
Cotton fluff words flit
away from the gentlest reach
and pry
and then
it's an awkward silence
between umm
and wait a sec.
There was an idea, I promise,
on the tip of my tongue like
the residue of cheap chocolate
all I can taste
even water
won't take it away.
I fell in love
again. It happened
next to the burn of
a fresh cuppa and
I lost it sometime
before the sour cold dregs
flooded my mind. Mourners
usually cry but I spent mine
on the boy who tried to
pursue me before I had
any value. I wonder
if he is still on
do not disturb.