The political activist and author imagines a country where all people, not just the wealthy, can live with dignity.
this fucking game is rigged
give your soul, you will be asked for more
eat shit, you will be asked to eat more
repeat until you’re too old to care, then please die
While people of color and middle-class White women are slowly gaining representation, poor Whites’ stars are not rising.
two men in camouflage
drunk loud talk, stare at shotguns
The only connection I felt to the mills
was to the children of a generation of flayed men
on unemployment, the storefronts boarded…
I can’t come off the night shift schedule
so I get 4 hours sleep a night for a week
drool all day, try not to pass out standing up
god forbid I catch a nap, sleep with a bag of diapers under my head
Working-class Americans die younger. Here’s what your town can do about it.
What a beautiful dream after thirteen straight days of work!
Employee of the Month!
Efficient, clear headed task manager!
This is how it feels to be brilliant!
This is how it feels to be perfect!
Residents of rural and small-town communities believe they are not getting their fair share of government attention and vital resources compared to urban dwellers.
A tree falls does anyone care if it makes it into this poem? A poem bone deep and raw, broken into bark and hanging on to the edge of a … Continue reading →