i used to (c. 2016)

I published this poem in 2016, on or around the time of the presidential election. I distinctly remember wrestling with an unusually ominous feeling about the future. I composed this piece to give a voice to that raw, subconscious trepidation. It feels so eerie now, all things considered. Almost like an accidental, cosmic warning. Minus […]

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i used to

i used to watch those shows survivalist documentaries aging caucasian man stocking his bunker with canned meat lining his helmet in tin foil the apocolyptic rambling’s society’s unraveling i used to smile at that misguided man and his foolish preparations radioactive anticipations i’d say “do gas masks come in rose colored rhinestones? if the end […]

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