rather than be seen as “the type that gets angry,” as “the type that loses his/her cool,” as “the misanthrope,” “the psychotic,” “the miserable bitch,” “the
how many people in the good ol’ us of a are currently in prison? how much profit does the good ol’ us of a need this year? how many people does corporate america have to
if you had the choice (and this writer is not saying that you have any choice whatsoever---but for the sake of getting to the end of this piece…) to wake up tomorrow morning &
sits there flickering with immense fragrance, light dancing amongst the warmth of the “holidays”, be them pine to fill the room like a forest, be them apple & cinnamon to announce that
rambling with eyes wide cursing oneself again traveling the tracks of routine & coming up empty handed again, watching the clock tick the way that frustrates &