I can feel the signs of autumn in the breeze,summer sighs and makes to leave,windy warm through apple trees.I can smell the rain upon the air,dewy drops on leafy tops,shimmers in my hair. The frost paints silver shadows on the dawn,turning pigments red and brown, like bucks grown from the fawn.The words I speak that…
Category: Lamentations
Sun Goes Down Another Day
I’m back, for now. Turns out that social media sites don’t take too kindly when you’re using your forum to help women find birth control medication thanks to the recent Supreme Court overturning of Roe v. Wade. I mean, can I prove that my site was deleted because of that? No. Am I an idiot?…
Abiding Eos
I have an idea about what I want to do next.I’d like a forum for leftists. I mean a place for socialists of all stripes: Democratic Socialism, Marxism, Anarchism, et. al., to come and talk without interference from moderators. Certainly, there are a few spaces where socialists can talk, but they’re almost always governed by…
Lullabies and Good-nights
Rock-a-bye baby,In the tree top.When the wind blows,The cradle will rock.Rock-a-bye baby,In the tree top,when the wind blows. Thank you, mom, for singing me to sleep every night that I was scared when I was a child.I will always hear your soft voice, and feel you rubbing the bridge of my nose with your finger….
To my mother, who has reached the stars before me.
On October 22nd, 2021 at 5:01 PM, my mother died. She was 65 years old. She had suffered, for many years, from diabetes, high blood pressure, kidney disease, body aches and pains from having the inability to walk. She had suffered strokes, seizures, and two heart attacks. She’d had sarcoidosis of the central nervous system,…
A Closer Look at Dave Chappelle’s “Closer”
So I watched the Dave Chappelle “Closer” special, and if I had to choose a reaction for how it went, I’d have to say ultimately I was frustrated. There are points Dave makes in the show that are spot on, I mean SPOT ON about civil rights struggles we’re still having in the US. When…
Just A Maelstrom Missive
It is a very difficult day today for me, emotionally. Nothing outside so much has changed, it’s inside. Once more the identity of who I am screams at me, and points out that I am a fat, hairy, chronically ill person who is already halfway (or greater) through life with no signs of any part…
Ground. bound.
We used to swing among the trees, our ancestors, and yet now in our far more advanced society, with the power of silicon and radiation at our command, we cannot sympathize with their plight, even though it is also our plight. How far we’ve fallen from the trees to ignore the sky, and still not…
Why I’m A Communist
I didn’t become the way I am because of communism, I am this way, and communism happens to match what I’m looking for in humanity’s future: a stateless, classless, moneyless society where everyone truly can work to achieve what they want in life, rather than what is dictated to them by those who will never…
In Memoriam: Margaret Wander Bonanno
Margaret, you were such a good friend. There were times when we’d be at loggerheads over some idea upon which we disagreed, bicker back and forth about it for days via instant message, and then just laugh at each other because at the end of the day it didn’t really matter, because we genuinely cared…