We are all hurting right now. The events of the past few weeks have left many of us lost, broken, sad, angry, in shock, in disbelief. In short, grieving. White folks seem to be grieving in many cases for the loss of a way of life, of a country and nationalism that they grew… More A letter to my white Austin liberals
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I am trying so hard to give up my conceived ideas of truth. Scratch that. I am losing them. The more open I become the more I find that the things that I know are simply the things that my perception has informed. And there is so much more to the world than… More A call to the void
It’s hard to explain the isolation Particularly when looking into his eyes. If only to tell him that it’s ok not to understand. Surrounded, as I so often am, with those who want to love me, and watching from the rocky surface, cool steel my only companion, Is intrinsically wrong. That’s where I feel… More Meh
I wrote about this once, years ago Foolishly, perhaps youthfully, I thought I wouldn’t have to revisit the aching void, The sorrow and hopelessness, yet I find myself again trying to make beautiful devastation. It is so much worse this time, no personal losses, no family in pain, but real, true terror, walking hand… More For Lebanon… again
I found myself going, “Oh I need to see if I can find some Brach’s chocolate covered cherries without the creme, it’s almost Christmas” So I got online and started searching, Exactly 4.67 minutes into my search, I remembered you were gone. I love you.
Austin, you’re breaking my heart, with your too cool attitude. You’re becoming that boy from high school, You remember, the slicked-back, smoke-sleeved, dreamy-eyed boy, who dreamed of throwing the pig skin. The boy who sat in the back of the class, Who knew every answer. We met, we danced, we did way too many drugs,… More Dear Austin