Watch the Gap

To the curly haired, now-slumped over, gloomily-looking-into-the-distance, 24 year old sitting on the train, who gave a dollar and an apple away: thank you. And it is not your fault. It is no one person’s fault.   If it is, it is that of a few hundred white men, a few hundred years ago (rounding?)Continue reading “Watch the Gap”

after the game

when all I want to do is scream about the patriarchy but I know I’d just perpetuate a stereotype what am I supposed to do when I score a goal on you and you act like I’m a tree whose branch luckily swayed in the right direction what am I supposed to do when IContinue reading “after the game”

Politics

I hear a knock from the cellar and call on Ego to answer the door: “Money for the poor?” a young man ponders, “What am I doing here?” and the door is shut, hands still warm.   I can handle up to six hundred dollars at a time, enough for rent, some shoes, wine ifContinue reading “Politics”

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