To get my Indian Visa.

10 days to study urban poverty in Jogeshwari, Mumbai

poop!

Sick feeling in my stomach
Stress and bad food.

My heart aches because
I don't know whether I actually need to poop.

My name is Mike,
I am the driver of stakes,
The pusher of edges,
and the killer of trees.

I am the woods.

I am concrete stepping, stepping,
Hard-toed boots walking
Over sunhiny paths
Breaking, Breaking, fighting

The urges I get.

Sun, it rises, up
Way up in the
Sky. lights at dawn
You see me standing.

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Taking:

Feminist Political Theories

Post-Soul Literature

Creative Writing (nonfiction)

Bombay Global Cities research project.

credits: 15

I'll be writing a lot. Posting some.

Taking advice on what to write about.

A shitton of them.

Lots of writing and reading. Yay writing and reading.

who wants to play cards

the 4th by myself.

don't like jingoism anyway

my neck tastes like sweettarts

waiting for pink floyd.

then i will go for a ride or something.

still bored. feel like smokin a j

should I go party tonight?