Expect me to talk more, I talk less. Remove expectations, I talk more.
A bit of poetry and imagery, if poetry ain’t your thing.
I was feeling inspired by Bukowski, so I wrote some poetry.
“A duck appears to glide calmly across the water, while beneath the surface it frantically, relentlessly paddles.”
They mean white knuckles on the steering wheel, as if gripping the steering wheel just a bit harder will secure me in case of sliding.
The simple fact is that schools give harsher punishment to blacks and Latinos from preschool through high school.
That whole paragraph sounds fucking insane to someone that can go to a movie theater, crowded or not, and relax into the cushioned seats and enjoy a fucking movie.
I have a sneaking suspicion that I may have been wrong about campus rapes. Not wrong that they are happening. Continue reading