This Is Us - January 6, 2021 A boot, many boots, on a desk, on a neck, on your neck, on your desk, marching down the hall, kicking in doors, dragging dog shit across the tiles A flag, many flags, stars and stripes and bars and crosses, Reds and whites, yellow, black, scales, hand drawn signs, Don’t tread on me while I tread on you, my vote counts, money matters Smoke, Flash bombs Overstuffed backpacks, long guns and IEDs Across the mall, across the lawn, up the steps, through the windows, Selfies with the complicit, Chants and stomps, high fives and let us in, Let us in, While we keep you out Broken glass, broken fingers, broken bodies, broken promises, A dead woman in the hall, This letter from the state of Arizona appears to be regular in form, Why does the gentleman from Arizona rise? Order in this chamber, the gentleman will-- Barricades and opened doorways and Here comes the tear gas, let us in, And eventually curfews and sweeps and sirens and then sighs of I’m sorry and my heart is broken and hands wringing and this isn’t us--- This Is Us Look at the mob. Look at the monster. You are Victor and you are Prometheus. You are the forest and the fire. That is you, right there, with your boot on a neck, and that is me, and your neighbor. Look Recognize our face in the faces on the news
December 27-December 31, 2020
December 27, 2020 The moon is approaching what many people call full, one day past Hua, the first day of fullness, Akua, and the winds have been up for a few days. I ran down to Kealia around 9:30, planning to just get in and paddle around since I haven’t surfed in a few days.…
December 20-December 26, 2020
December 22, 2020 The morning after Saturn and Jupiter seemed to pass each other in the evening sky dawned clear and cool and nearly windless. As soon as Erin returned from her sunrise walk, I headed down to check Anchors. I sent some texts to let C—, M—, and S— know that it was looking…
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