This is bad
When was it,exactly,that I started believing people could beGoodagain? Was it after thefifth beer? Or after that shot ofwhatever the fuck? Or maybe it wassome other event,conversation,occurrence,marked by human interaction,rather thanostracized gulpsof self-prescribed medication. Well,it was definitely before I returned homealone. We are all here.Sharing this life,this time,this place. But the truth iswe are all […]
“As long as philosophy has to make its prime business the provision of safeguards against error, truth will be bound to have its martyrs.”
Too many questions, not enough answers
My pen is dry—literally.I try to scour up enough ink to mark notes down during class. Change my penmanship. Cursive, loopy letters turn symbolic.Can symbols be symbolic or do we have to make it a metaphor? The truth is:I just haven’t been feeling very poetic lately. Maybe it’s the weather.It’s fucking cold and I’malways runningoutside […]
