Incantation on an Afghanistan war myth. "Yes, a beast. With eyes like this, this many legs, a head, no tongue or tongue wounded, more sacred of you than you are of it and not housebroken."

Sing lycra, of the wanderers

"Don't you think people can be cruel because of the narrowness of their point of view and failure to consider others?"
"No."

keep in mind the potters teach / keep in mind the pots and bottles hold / what the days and trading hearts intend / Oh to touch the dream / That hides inside and never's seen

The roots of the ’60s Black Arts Movement lie in the same period of urban transformation that encompassed urban renewal and the rise and fall of the earlier bohemia. Hundreds of thousands of Black migrants from the south arrived in several waves before and after World War II — and until 1948, racist restrictive housing covenants and other forms of discrimination kept them concentrated in a South Side “Black Belt” and a West Side ghetto where homes were subdivided and increasingly unlivable.

Juneteenth — Fireworks — Fireflies
Southside — Westside — Superfly

Trying to tackle something like ritual billionaire sex abuse through this tiny lens of liberal girl boss feminism... you can't do it.

In this country, it is an epidemic of loneliness is what I call it. Like a sickness that spreads. Yes, especially with the elderly.

Cash crops made a life more bituminous
For a continent who found the middle

Let’s get coffee some time _ Truth serum scarce
How many cops / Pink recovery