*This Magic Moment*

The labor shortage¬† Allows a city employee,  To lower their head, oblivious to passing strangers To aim their leaf blower And push debris toward the curb, where a street sweeper  Collects our cigarette butts, dead foliage, hair follicles, receipts, bottle caps, paint flecks, toilet paper scraps  And lip skin gnawed apart in strip search fashion, Continue reading “*This Magic Moment*”

God Isn’t a Gambler but Those Made in Her/His Image Sure Are

When the last brain trained at birth to speak and write the language congruent to their civilization expires, the culture perishes too.¬† Translations are akin to interpretations and like judicial understandings of law and order, interpretations bequeath victims in accordance to the definitions implementation.   Text books reveal empires to be liberators, aligning to bring aboutContinue reading “God Isn’t a Gambler but Those Made in Her/His Image Sure Are”