Not for children Hail to the artists! Come out, come out, you venerable souls! Pens, Brushes, Cameras, Woodwinds, Strings! Come out, come out, you shy little shits! Sing into the air! Dance against the earth! Make and cast into the streams and rivers of America! Make and blow into the eddies of the wind! Make … Continue reading The Apocalypse Diaries (Day Seven: 3-19-2020)
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The Apocalypse Diaries (Day Six: 3-18-2020)
Not for children I. I love you, Mama. I love you, Baba. I love you, siblings. I love you, cousins. I love you, uncle and auntie. I love you, Ice. I love you, E. I love you, Wes. I love you, Z. I love you all, my friends my neighbors my colleagues my children my … Continue reading The Apocalypse Diaries (Day Six: 3-18-2020)
The Apocalypse Diaries (Day Five: 3-17-2020)
Not for children Today, it’s not uncertainty, or gratitude, or anger, or faith, or sublimity. Today, it is fear. Fear licking the bones. Fear itching the teeth. Fear huddling the chest, grazing the skin. Fear the churning cyclone in your core. Fear the taste of lemon in your gag. Fear I can’t reach what’s in … Continue reading The Apocalypse Diaries (Day Five: 3-17-2020)
Yousef Alqamoussi 