Nutshell

Trump.

Proud Boys.

Police.

Let’s shake a floor.

Flaccid.

Can’t cut the mustard.

Sweaty little drill fucks.

Fuck with their socks on.

Whiskey dicked.

Scared boys.

Poor Boys.

Broke boys.

Wannabe tough Boys.

a butcher, a baker and candlestick maker walk into a bar.

Did you see the tank they brought to the vigil?

Cops in Vancouver put out a call to local militia to stand back and stand by.

“Proud Boys, stand back, stand by.” Donald Trump.

They even dressed up as their hero for All Hallows Eve, Kyle Rittenhouse.

Of.

Moral.

Integrity.

Compassion.

Empathy.

Wo man.

Woa.

a secret.

Held in mind.

I am different.

a speckled egg.

Put a lid on that.

Pride of America

Good night white pride.

 

How do you wash the filth off?

Agitation.

 

It’s time to wake up America.

Gassing starts at midnight.

 

“Organ grinders music in the yard.

Lucky fortune wrapped in rosy paper.

Knock knock, who’s there, it’s Adolf’s heartchen knocking.”

                                                      –  Wisława Szymborska

 

I hear the grinding of organs.

Carbon monoxide poisoning turns the skin red.

White supremacy, nazis, haven’t a heart. 

 

Foreboding.

History repeats itself.

 

Divide and conquer.

.

Protestors vs Rioters.

Black women vs. White women.

Peaceful vs. Violent

 

Who’s my ally?

 

The perfect soundbite.

A succinct meme.

Flesh and blood.

Lungs gasping, tears falling.

 

An avatar.

Pawns.

A hoarder delights.

 

He threw me down in the car and choked me in front of my kids.

He raped me as my 7 year old son listened from the next room.

 

You punished me for failure to protect.

The court questioned my ability to house, feed and provide healthcare.

 

Look at you now, American pride.

Patriarchy gone wild.

 

A Hoarders Gift

Breathing.

Purity.

10 years.

A hoarders gift.

 

World wide.

 

White privilege is asking permission of the patriarchy for a Women’s march and getting it.

Bootlicking whores.

 

Wanna ride this ass, learn how to spank it.

 

Let them spank it for a blue check.

Whose streets?

 

Amazon.

Amazon women?

 

Amazon forest.

Amazon.

 

Amazon streets.

White privilege.

I’m gonna let it shine.

 

White Patriarchy Gone Wild.

Flint still doesn’t have clean water.

Pass that kid some soap.

 

That Girl

Eat. My. Ass. Flick it with your tongue.

Now swallow this shit.

 

Papa

Man

O heavenly father.

 

I’ve seen a man walk with Jesus.

It broke his back.

O papa.

 

Fuck Blue no matter who. And fuck you too.

 

World Wide. 

Open your eyes.

 

Have they made you mad enough to hurt my child? 

You are, they hurt her child and you turned a blind eye.

 

Her.

She.

Me.

We.

 

I’m tired. Screaming into the ether. No one cares. She doesn’t, do you?

I do.

 

Words. Softly spoken. Appropriate. Lady like. 

Demure. Eyes cast downward.

You miss the ball.

 

Hymen. Flesh easily torn.

Man. Flesh easily worn.

 

Death is the ultimate escape.

Pound of flesh.

An eye for a hymen?

 

Be a good woman.

 

A heart of kinetic sand.

Fuck me.

Please.

Fuck you.

Profane.

Profanity.

 

Satan dances on these lips.

Want a taste?

 

Blasphemous. 

Obscene.

Idolatry.

Sacrilege.

Impiety. 

 

Reverence for these lips.

Which lips?

 

Seen but not heard.

Blind eye.

Blind as a bat.

Will only see in the dark.

 

Shine a light?

Sorry I forgot the disconnect notice.

 

Tired, from the trailer hitched to my heel.

Can’t wash that smell off.

Helluva stain. 

 

Wearing my best grease stained white.

aMen.

Divided we fall.

Asses Follow

We can’t be free till WE are all free.

 

Feel me breathe.

 

They like it.

Tell it like it is.

They voted for it.

 

Clit.

Magically delicious.

Plum to my peach.

 

Deep throat that dog whistle.

Electoral college.

 

Mothers wailing at the foot of a tree in 2018.

Say his name.

Danye Jones.

 

Privilege.

Super white.

Super fly.

 

Pelosi.

Gonna work with it.

And marching for Mueller.

 

Brown babies in cages.

Black babies being murdered.

 

Willful ignorance.

Choice.

When does it matter?

 

Our streets.