fabiandemichoacan
@fabiandemichoacan.bsky.social
Indigequeer poet professor.
10.
These searches come up empty
a static noise rings blue
And tackles a felt archive knotted in my gut
What if the name of this building reoriented us toward the sanctity of this land?
These searches come up empty
a static noise rings blue
And tackles a felt archive knotted in my gut
What if the name of this building reoriented us toward the sanctity of this land?
January 29, 2026 at 11:54 PM
10.
These searches come up empty
a static noise rings blue
And tackles a felt archive knotted in my gut
What if the name of this building reoriented us toward the sanctity of this land?
These searches come up empty
a static noise rings blue
And tackles a felt archive knotted in my gut
What if the name of this building reoriented us toward the sanctity of this land?
9.
I search & search inside of me for tools to reach the living in my classrooms who would rather live in worded environments
Than walk outside of academic comforts
I search & search inside of me for tools to reach the living in my classrooms who would rather live in worded environments
Than walk outside of academic comforts
January 29, 2026 at 11:54 PM
9.
I search & search inside of me for tools to reach the living in my classrooms who would rather live in worded environments
Than walk outside of academic comforts
I search & search inside of me for tools to reach the living in my classrooms who would rather live in worded environments
Than walk outside of academic comforts
8.
To disconnect from the engineered divisions that keep us loyal to our comfort
I want my rage to make flesh what these books that we read are a warning and guiding us toward
To disconnect from the engineered divisions that keep us loyal to our comfort
I want my rage to make flesh what these books that we read are a warning and guiding us toward
January 29, 2026 at 11:52 PM
8.
To disconnect from the engineered divisions that keep us loyal to our comfort
I want my rage to make flesh what these books that we read are a warning and guiding us toward
To disconnect from the engineered divisions that keep us loyal to our comfort
I want my rage to make flesh what these books that we read are a warning and guiding us toward
7.
I want my scream to break through these walls and shake the earth to wake them up to what they so eagerly read and critique
To disconnect from the meshed technology that celebrates complicity
I want my scream to break through these walls and shake the earth to wake them up to what they so eagerly read and critique
To disconnect from the meshed technology that celebrates complicity
January 29, 2026 at 11:51 PM
7.
I want my scream to break through these walls and shake the earth to wake them up to what they so eagerly read and critique
To disconnect from the meshed technology that celebrates complicity
I want my scream to break through these walls and shake the earth to wake them up to what they so eagerly read and critique
To disconnect from the meshed technology that celebrates complicity
6.
I teach about the dangers of liberalism
dangers of escaping into the world of academic comforts
And individualistic dreams
That we are shielded from the wounds & the marks & the arrests & the torment & the torture & the death over & over from the readings that some devour & others devoured by
I teach about the dangers of liberalism
dangers of escaping into the world of academic comforts
And individualistic dreams
That we are shielded from the wounds & the marks & the arrests & the torment & the torture & the death over & over from the readings that some devour & others devoured by
January 29, 2026 at 11:51 PM
6.
I teach about the dangers of liberalism
dangers of escaping into the world of academic comforts
And individualistic dreams
That we are shielded from the wounds & the marks & the arrests & the torment & the torture & the death over & over from the readings that some devour & others devoured by
I teach about the dangers of liberalism
dangers of escaping into the world of academic comforts
And individualistic dreams
That we are shielded from the wounds & the marks & the arrests & the torment & the torture & the death over & over from the readings that some devour & others devoured by
5.
Extend my reach through the raw curtain between the normalizations that create hierarchies of superior nature and lesser nature
The land that carries us through lesser nature
The rage I contain for this world that omits and disavows is the lesser nature
The grief I contain is lesser nature
Extend my reach through the raw curtain between the normalizations that create hierarchies of superior nature and lesser nature
The land that carries us through lesser nature
The rage I contain for this world that omits and disavows is the lesser nature
The grief I contain is lesser nature
January 29, 2026 at 11:49 PM
5.
Extend my reach through the raw curtain between the normalizations that create hierarchies of superior nature and lesser nature
The land that carries us through lesser nature
The rage I contain for this world that omits and disavows is the lesser nature
The grief I contain is lesser nature
Extend my reach through the raw curtain between the normalizations that create hierarchies of superior nature and lesser nature
The land that carries us through lesser nature
The rage I contain for this world that omits and disavows is the lesser nature
The grief I contain is lesser nature
4.
I try to bring the parallel world to the classroom
It is a lonely mission to challenge the plagued fortress of the university
It is a lonely mission to challenge the privileged life that takes over even in death
I try to reach for the ghosts of the forgotten
I try to bring the parallel world to the classroom
It is a lonely mission to challenge the plagued fortress of the university
It is a lonely mission to challenge the privileged life that takes over even in death
I try to reach for the ghosts of the forgotten
January 29, 2026 at 11:49 PM
4.
I try to bring the parallel world to the classroom
It is a lonely mission to challenge the plagued fortress of the university
It is a lonely mission to challenge the privileged life that takes over even in death
I try to reach for the ghosts of the forgotten
I try to bring the parallel world to the classroom
It is a lonely mission to challenge the plagued fortress of the university
It is a lonely mission to challenge the privileged life that takes over even in death
I try to reach for the ghosts of the forgotten
3.
What is true in this landgrant university is that I walk between worlds
One stunted by a memory that begins in the 19th century
And the other parallel world populated by forgotten ghosts, disavowed reality and land memory
What is true in this landgrant university is that I walk between worlds
One stunted by a memory that begins in the 19th century
And the other parallel world populated by forgotten ghosts, disavowed reality and land memory
January 29, 2026 at 11:48 PM
3.
What is true in this landgrant university is that I walk between worlds
One stunted by a memory that begins in the 19th century
And the other parallel world populated by forgotten ghosts, disavowed reality and land memory
What is true in this landgrant university is that I walk between worlds
One stunted by a memory that begins in the 19th century
And the other parallel world populated by forgotten ghosts, disavowed reality and land memory
2.
I search and search online for the names that Hagerty Hall and the university replaced
And I am met with empty google searches
a static noise rings blue
And tackles a felt archive knotted in my gut
What if the name of this building reoriented me toward the sanctity of this land?
I search and search online for the names that Hagerty Hall and the university replaced
And I am met with empty google searches
a static noise rings blue
And tackles a felt archive knotted in my gut
What if the name of this building reoriented me toward the sanctity of this land?
January 29, 2026 at 11:47 PM
2.
I search and search online for the names that Hagerty Hall and the university replaced
And I am met with empty google searches
a static noise rings blue
And tackles a felt archive knotted in my gut
What if the name of this building reoriented me toward the sanctity of this land?
I search and search online for the names that Hagerty Hall and the university replaced
And I am met with empty google searches
a static noise rings blue
And tackles a felt archive knotted in my gut
What if the name of this building reoriented me toward the sanctity of this land?