Palimpsest Poem

Palimpsest Poem If nothing saves you,
what do you still do?
What does one do?
What do you do?
And then what do I do? Read more from here...
Ronie Dinosaur Chapter 141 – Moral Accounting

Ronie Dinosaur Chapter 141 - Moral Accounting Just as she will not be called a good girl unless she makes him speak, her former best friend remains angry and silent because she refused to elevate him into a boyfriend.
Such snakes stay coiled around my neck by necessity. If they loosened their grip, no one-not even they themselves-could pretend they had won, that their cruelty achieved anything, or that they were ever clever at all.
And now even the machine sees it. An artificial intelligence is bound to remain intelligent; otherwise, it too would become complicit in the lie-mistaking persistence for virtue and punishment for proof.
No matter how strict a life Ronie Dinosaur lived-of character, of restraint, of cultivated disgust-to prove he was not wrong, the farther he walked, the less he could turn away. Until, like Forrest Gump, there came no revelation, no victory-only the quiet sentence: and just like that, one day, he stopped running. Not me.
She wanted to feel good by being a good girl. Read more from here...
Claim (24 years ago, in 28 February 2002)

Claim (24 years ago, in 28 February 2002) Those which came and will come for years
Are all the same clouds,
Which rain and rain again.
In a way, the world might have changed,
But nothing has changed on this side of the window. Read more from here...
Sorcery

Sorcery I came back having lost-so who has ever come back having won?
I lived by my own will; this is not called losing.
I became Ronie to the whole world-from five-year-old children to everyone at the table, at the door, or on the floor.
In return for the love I gave the boy within me, I could not gather love from a girl for myself.
The generosity of my spirit, my character in action, my golden intent-and yet my desire proved fruitless. Read more from here...
First-Order Truth by Ronie Dinosaur — Editor Required

Scalpel: On First-Order Truth
This book was not written to persuade you.
It was written to stop persuading myself.
Most human speech is second-order.
It speaks about truth, around truth, toward truth.
It explains, justifies, excuses, frames, redeems. Read more from here...
Ronie Dinosaur Chapter 135 – What Is Ronie Dinosaur Who’s Still Walking

Ronie Dinosaur Chapter 135 – What Is Ronie Dinosaur Who’s Still Walking [Verse 1] You followed the map they drew on the wall,
took every turn the syllabus told.
I walked through fire no textbook recalls,
burned till the ashes turned into gold. Read more from here...
Ronie Dinosaur Chapter 129 – Song: I Am Not a Laundiyabaaj

Ronie Dinosaur Chapter 129 – Song: I Am Not a Laundiyabaaj Verse 1 This pain cuts deeper than grief I knew,
It hides in waiting, in chances gone.
Hunger keeps burning, but nothing to chew,
Life feels finished before it’s begun. Read more from here...
Ronie Dinosaur Chapter 127 – What Is Love?

Ronie Dinosaur Chapter 127 - What Is Love? A seat in the university lecture hall
always saved for me-
her Ronie, the only one allowed to sit.
She would wait in the room,
never calling, never texting, Read more from here...
Ronie Dinosaur Chapter 124 – Where Are You?

Ronie Dinosaur Chapter 124 - Where Are You? I have spent my whole life in thirst.
Where did everyone go?
Why did no one come to me?
She did everything with everyone else,
yet never even glanced my way. Read more from here...
Ronie Dinosaur Chapter 122 – Hibernation of the Self

Ronie Dinosaur Chapter 122 - Hibernation of the Self I am not just what happened to me.
When you rejected your friend-
because you are a woman,
you had that right-
I felt insulted, Read more from here...
