It’s not a real collection Unless It’s unsatisfying It’s not real money Until
When I was a child The most authoritarian teacher Exerted her control through Silent lunch Yesterday, in the cafeteria
Humble pie is A required taste Until it becomes An acquired taste
In communist Russia no one wanted to be seen to be the first person to stop clapping for Stalin In America today
We like to think That the solution to our problems Is coming together As one human family When this whole time
Let good intentions be my sword and naivete my shield
The ego is like a booster rocket That starts out incredibly massive But sheds its size As it delivers its payload– The soul–
There is one reason And one reason alone That God won’t ever give up on yo… You are His job And God loves His job
My fellow Americans Where once we shared a collective… We called the will of the people That simultaneously tamed and expr… We have now regressed to the preci…
Learning how to walk is learning how to fall forward while remembering to catch yoursel… again and again Walking is the illusion
I have an idea: I have no idea
In the latest version of doublespe… A rhetorical question Is shrouded in a question
Ours is a culture of low tolerance masquerading as a culture of low risk tolerance
You would think doing well on social media would give you strength in numbers but you only end up
I may have a way with words but the metaverse is fast doing away with words
