Time to leave town.

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At twenty one you're on top of the scrapheap
At sixteen you were top of the class
All they taught you at school
Was how to be a good worker
The system has failed you, don't fail yourself

Liquor can make your lips numb
make your heart relax
Make your fingers post.

It's much easier to stand-up for someone else. Self-sacrifice is a more comfortable space than self-defense.
But when you stand up for yourself, you become alchemized: a better shield to protect others.
And realizing our collective bravery is tied up in fighting where we stand.
Inevitably for others; for ourselves.

Pressure against me
Internally turbulent
Pain staunched by caffeine

Everyone wants an audience.

Coping with vodka
A victim of nostalgia
Writes without a plan

Thanks to my job,
I have amassed more lino.
But I'm still at work.

I keep forgetting livejournal exists. Maybe because I don't write anymore? 115 pages of graduate thesis sucked all the words out of me. Now, all I want to do is make block prints -- a totally different mental/emotional activity, by the way. I can't draw fussy little lines or carefully layer washes of watercolor. I just carve! Stab! Create! And the ( Read more... )

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