To Wilt

Ideologues seeded from self-insistent, self-evident data presented as proof Are only such to the self, and to the disciple adherent, kindred, and stemming thereof Beliefs, and fundamentalisms, are tainted by external harmony needed to blossom Referencing purity, thriving on sameness is to tread in a cyclic xenophobia, This will surely wilt our roots.

The Sad Clown

Everyday I paint a smile,Over this frown,Only to have cried it off,By the Sun’s going down, Tying my shoes together,For your sick pleasure,Tripping on over-sized leather,My expense, at your leisure An entire life on the tight-rope,Another squirt of seltzer in the eye,Finally under this big top,You laugh, I fall, I die. Tying my shoes together,ForContinue reading “The Sad Clown”

My Poem About Sexism Featured In South Broadway Ghost Society

This is actually from a couple years ago. Pre-existent to my having a blog on here, so I thought I’d share. This one was written when I was about 20/21 is so. So it’s older for sure. https://soboghoso.org/2020/03/26/sexualitatis/

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