Health

Health No status, no money, no love—
no wild fantasy to run loose
and soothe the wound poverty carved.
When nothing remains—no luck, no family,
no status, no money, no love— Read more from here...
Discipline

Discipline This is my entire job profile-poor thing.
Alone, I probed the wound: what happened, why-
tears soaked my own shoulder.
Yet I scorned the sniffle as childish
for a man forged in character. Read more from here...
Ronie Dinosaur Chapter 131 – The Fear of Solitude

Ronie Dinosaur Chapter 131 - The Fear of Solitude He walks in fear of being left behind,
in fear of ending up alone.
Yet he walks alone-
and always remains alone,
no matter what. Read more from here...
Ronie Dinosaur Chapter 134 – The Law of Inevitability

Ronie Dinosaur Chapter 134 - The Law of Inevitability What was meant to happen
has already passed.
What is unfolding now
unfolds as it must.
What is destined to be Read more from here...
Ronie Dinosaur Chapter 123 – Collapsed Twice

Ronie Dinosaur Chapter 123 – Collapsed Twice I collapsed twice in my life.
The first time was at twenty-one.
Family pressed in:
“Why aren’t you studying?
What are you even doing there? Read more from here...
Ronie Dinosaur Chapter 107 – What is Bad Luck?

Ronie Dinosaur Chapter 107 - What is Bad Luck? What is bad luck?
Wrong time,
wrong place.
Who chose that time, that place?
Who carried me there? Read more from here...
Ronie Dinosaur Chapter 89 – My Body is an Envelope

Ronie Dinosaur Chapter 89 – My Body is an Envelope They emptied my heart-
looted every last coin of light.
What remains to give?
How does one love
from a flask shattered beyond repair? Read more from here...
Music

Title - Music A fortune-real money too-
band drama, studio fights:
that’s what a first album once demanded.
Now it takes five minutes flat.
I already have my pretty little baby Read more from here...
Nuclear Will

Title - Nuclear Will YOUTUBE VIDEO Food heat, spice heat,
youth’s wild blood-
brain-fire fleeting,
all noise, all flood. Read more from here...
Veil, Burkha, Ghoonghat

Title – Veil, Burkha, Ghoonghat People read a simple poem,
plain English, nothing dressed,
and name it childish, dumb,
unworthy of their test.
They hear a nursery rhyme Read more from here...
