Black lives matter Whose life matters? Does life matter? He can’t fucking breathe Your life matters
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Confessions of a white ally
First, I dislike the word ally to describe a person in my circumstance. It sounds like I want to help someone with their struggle, but the struggle against injustice is also mine. In fact, the responsibility to fight injustice falls heavier on the beneficiaries of that injustice than it does on the victims. I haveContinue reading “Confessions of a white ally”
Strange Days have found us
Strange days have found us Strange days have tracked us down They’re going to destroy Our casual joys We shall go on playing Or find a new town Strange eyes fill strange rooms Voices will signal their tired end The hostess is grinning Her guests sleep from sinning Hear me talk of sin And youContinue reading “Strange Days have found us”
Yin
I am yin I am the empty space longing to be filled I am looking for energy, different and excruciating I am the silence between the notes I am the gap between your heartbeats I am the emptiness between breathing out and breathing in I am the blank canvas behind every masterpiece and the hushContinue reading “Yin”
Anyone who dies
Anyone who dies without knowing love is a fool Anyone who dies with love in their heart is a different kind of fool We all die alone We all die together a little piece at a time and leave a big mess behind When we are asleep we get a sneak peek at how thingsContinue reading “Anyone who dies”
