Tag Archives: prose

Bad Presidents

Bad Presidents show you who your friends are And who your friends are not.  Bad Presidents out the nazis, the fascists, the racists, the homophobes, and the monsters Because they have to be elected by someone.  Bad Presidents make you talk about politics  Even though ediquette has taught you not to, They make scream, they…

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A stranger leers at me before I take a seat on the bus. He readjusts his body in my direction preparing to say something, but before he can utter the full sentence I turn him down cold.  “You look—” “Not interested, thank you.”  “Wow.”  I look out the window.  “Can I ask why?”  This perks…

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We all manage pain in ways that are beyond our control; In ways that are ours:  My third rejection letter wakes me in the early morning,  Before the sunlight hits my face. I barely read the words that say “not you,” Then melt into my pillow, When I wake I call myself a writer  And…