Community Over Corporation

Community Over Corporation

Community Over Corporation For too long, livelihoods and living beings have subsidized the dominion of corporate interests, have entertained the puppetry of money over personal prosperity. For too long the interests of communities have come second place to minute private interests disguised as human beings, the idolatry of profits with no accountability. This mandate must [...]

Tomb of the Killed Darlings

Tomb of the Killed Darlings

Tomb of the Killed Darlings 12 a.m. espresso, thoughts burning like a candle at both ends, wide eyes starting down the barrel of a Microsoft Word count, hunting for just one more fucking line! Delete, delete, forwards, backspace, delete, coffee, backspace, slam table, angry stare, self control, breathe, meditate, composure… Suddenly, your caffeinated heart skips [...]

Atlas

Atlas

Atlas The weight of the world is burdened with secrets and omissions, self-discovery, acts of evil, and nobility; burdened with the sum of seven billion stories. Tragedies, and comedies, epic journeys, dull biographies, plagiarism, propaganda, haiku poems, and unfinished compositions… seven billion tales, intertwined, yet alone. We’re so concerned with who we are, and what [...]

Poetry is […]

Poetry is […]

Poetry is […] When the sun dies out, it’s said that it will take 7 minutes before the last remaining light reaches earth, and the world goes dark. Poetry, the last 7 minutes of every individual’s world where stories keep the lights on, encapsulating every colour, every scene, emotion, and memory fossilized in the chronicles [...]

The Nagging Keeper

The Nagging Keeper

History, a creature of habit shattered endless across a thousand interpretations broken, into sword-sharp repetitions brandished in the face of foresight, salient in the regret of retrospect. Its ballad sings the praises of infallible champions; while erasing the uncordial conquered, write offs into footnotes, like books and civilisations burned. We personify its being; a solemn [...]

Before the Storm

Before the Storm

The time before the storm when we are waiting for the rain, for the howling winds, and the simple purity of disaster... are curiously the most beautiful. Perhaps through the lens of some wayward anarchistic nihilism; the vast tempest shadows, the sky's glowering orange... these colours seem all the more beautiful. They're painted reminiscent of [...]