All poems posted are my own
Antifa
Wilderness Jew
#ShootNazis
@adelitaforcongress.bsky.social (Haven't found an updated bsky account for her yet.)
Sharing my poem written just after her swearing in/signing off of Epstein's Files
@adelitaforcongress.bsky.social (Haven't found an updated bsky account for her yet.)
Sharing my poem written just after her swearing in/signing off of Epstein's Files
(wrote it on Halloween, obviously! Repeat daily...)
(wrote it on Halloween, obviously! Repeat daily...)
I write poetry...follow if you like to read more
I write poetry...follow if you like to read more
cows stand
high on the pile
taking in one last view
where the road plows forever
into the stark of ameri kkk ah
fresh snow presses down on the backs
of wind torn sage brush
sun glazes over all that is and ever was
bending toward breaking
resistance is life
i breathe their words
cows stand
high on the pile
taking in one last view
where the road plows forever
into the stark of ameri kkk ah
fresh snow presses down on the backs
of wind torn sage brush
sun glazes over all that is and ever was
bending toward breaking
resistance is life
i breathe their words
in the commune of my mind
i live with them fighting
but reality barges in like a fascist
and i live here in this fight
and the dream has no language
and democracy is the color of ravens
and the musk of a dead coyote
in the commune of my mind
i live with them fighting
but reality barges in like a fascist
and i live here in this fight
and the dream has no language
and democracy is the color of ravens
and the musk of a dead coyote
Resistance
how much you resist
is how much you are alive
say the women of rojava
there the women ground the moon
men fold into the kitchen
their mothers
protectors of the village
where power is neither beholden
or given
Resistance
how much you resist
is how much you are alive
say the women of rojava
there the women ground the moon
men fold into the kitchen
their mothers
protectors of the village
where power is neither beholden
or given