At the Clocktower Jenna Rose introduces me as he who writes about Mario & porn.
My wife’s character is suddenly bombarded. I go outside and smoke.
I pacify my son and nudge him to hug his bunny. Yes, I have made my son to love a thing.
In/Words Magazine founding editor & mentor Collett Tracy told me recently I oughta give voice to the voiceless. My contemporary contempt for the appropriation of suffering riled, but she & more recent events have swayed me that there’s a way to do this right. Right?
Playing Civilization for the umpteenth, behind in happiness and faith
feel a little woke. Within those simulated states, virtual folk
virtually content and lockstep in their random creeds. IRL
I am a mosaic chip in someone else’s argument
about the West or Canada, or anyone
who isn’t them, anyone
who doesn’t know
how hard it is.