Can’t Run from the Revelation

Can’t Run from the Revelation

Some days I feel I need to be a soldier and other days I know what I need to be, but I choose to be a poet. Some days we need to hear things more melodiously. Coerced into a space … Continue reading

Labels, labels, labels

Labels, labels, labels

Blah, blah, blah. I was over them years ago when teachers were barking their “expertise” at us regarding middle bear. Perception is a powerful thing and self-knowing trumps all whilst this political identity that’s been forced down our throats is … Continue reading

Left Side

Left Side

Papa Bear’s side. And as of late the despondent side. I never was into politics; it never seemed to make a difference, and I have discovered that it really doesn’t. The cards were laid out long, long ago. The final … Continue reading