Collective Unrest

 

discourse

July 10, 2019

As I walk through the city I hear a stream of accents Eddies and pools of language Floating into my ears

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Today Never Ends

June 19, 2019

Joe Biden announces he’s running for President deadly kissing bug spreading across the United States there is something at the end where it rains plasma on the sun

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Two Poems by John L. Stanizzi

June 12, 2019

TOTAL WAR ON THE HIGHWAY OF DEATH -Highway 80 -February 26-27, 1991 Schwarzkopf lied about what was on the road; he tasted smoky ruins, flaming flesh. Like the fraud of the future with his thugs, this ranking swine voodooed his own rapists from butchered people in Toyota vans.

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Belial

June 12, 2019

It was a beautiful night. A little cold, but beautiful. That’s what he told me, it was beautiful, okay? And she was out there, walking, working - this hooker. Not as beautiful as the night, he said, but not a dog, either. A little banged up, seen some things. Blonde hair – it has to be. Body was perfect, but the face needed some work, you know what I mean?

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We the Pennies

June 12, 2019

The only change I’ve ever found in this damned world was some discarded pennies. I’ve found them in the alleyways, high on misplaced dreams. I’ve found them left on Wall Street, trashed by American greed. I’ve found them in grocery stores, scrambling to survive. I’ve found them in free clinics, scared by the cost of their life. I’ve found them in fast food joints, looking for sweet, fat-fried joy. I’ve found them in back bars, melancholy on their mind, synthetic hope bubbling from their stein. I’ve found them in public schools, where they first begin to learn their place. I’ve found them in the suburban city malls, loitering to belong, unable to afford their own space.

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Five Poems by Juliette Sebock

June 6, 2019

Strictly Taboo You decide you want me because you’ve decided I’m a whore. And you believe it because that’s what he told you, That it was all me and he couldn’t resist the rose quartz and rosemary, Mother to the Virgin Queen.

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just do it

May 29, 2019

Tell me all the shame your white skin has brought you in our culture. Tell me all the plights of your fair complexion, starting with sunburn and ending with bad sunburn.

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Elegy for the Black Man Who Survived a Police Encounter Today

May 29, 2019

I thought you were dead when I first saw you. Ghost of my dreams, you are what I see when the news tells me who's laying in their pool of blood this time. But you are not where I imagined, where I thought possible. I am so used to the hauntings at the corner store / the curbside / that Wal-Mart in the hood / that seeing you in the bus station had me looking twice. Here you are, standing tall with an Army backpack and camo jacket, right and living in a crowd of passengers. You are animated, laying your hands down on the steel countertop like you're marking graves, each coming down of your arm a new plot for the next victim.

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