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nobody asks
whether you have
the right to wear money
on your sleeve
on your car
to stamp dollar signs
on your eyelids or
tattoo it on your soul
nobody asks
whether or not
you asked
to be robbed
or if you liked
the taste of fear
and domination
nobody whethers
the maybe
of your wallet having
a mind and want
all its own
because that dollar
is sacred enough
that the facts
are all that matters
whether you have
the right to wear money
on your sleeve
on your car
to stamp dollar signs
on your eyelids or
tattoo it on your soul
nobody asks
whether or not
you asked
to be robbed
or if you liked
the taste of fear
and domination
nobody whethers
the maybe
of your wallet having
a mind and want
all its own
because that dollar
is sacred enough
that the facts
are all that matters
Literature
Turn my words against me.
I want my words to take
root in your stomach and grow
up your esophagus, the calyx
of your tongue brushing the edge
of your teeth until the words blossom
from your lips in a slow
explosion of elegance, jawline
trickled with nectar, charming
hummingbirds and honeybees
with the promise of butterfly kisses.
Literature
letters on leaving.
i wrote my first suicide letter in 10th grade.
they told me it didn't count if you felt like dying
unless you had it down on paper
like a vetoed birth certificate.
i've rewritten it enough times since
to realize i could never leave with a proper goodbye.
goodbye is too heavy a word for paper to hold
and i was never brave enough for the kind of courage it takes to tell them
why.
why they weren't enough to keep me here.
but i'm finally learning a different kind of bravery-
the kind it takes to
stay.
stay.
i learned to wear death
like rope burn my junior year
my senior year we became friends
but i finally stopped cutting the insides of wrist
Literature
Contradictory Suicide Letter
If you’re reading this…
Dear everybody throughout the years,
I’m trying my best to write this through tears.
All I want to say is I have finally conquered my fears.
It’s time for me to close my ears
And start up my gears.
I’m leaving everything behind.
Today marks a new adventure to find
What I wanted when I was confined—
Life is telling me to unwind,
For today starts my peace of mind.
So, I’m putting away what harmed me.
All my knives and all their words; I’ll be set free.
I’ve gone through fires of the Hell that I couldn’t flee
Until I saw my own foggy breath and fell into the s
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This is a bit of a departure for me. Being a dad, it's something that strikes close to home. It's about judgement and how we distribute it so selectively. I find it ironic that in stealing money, there is always a presumed "No" in place, but when it comes to taking something much more valuable and irreplaceable, there is so much room for interpretation and judgement. Granted the second issue is a more complicated one, but it's one with much higher stakes.
If you can't tell, this is about blaming the victim and we all know what kind of crimes the victim most often gets blamed for. Perhaps it's some twisted societal sense that we've presumably earned the money we wear vs. our being given the bodies we wear. We treat both as currency, but only concretely revere the first.
Comment away! Who gets it?
Value each other, people. Value the sanctity of humanity and the rights and dignity of the victim.
If you can't tell, this is about blaming the victim and we all know what kind of crimes the victim most often gets blamed for. Perhaps it's some twisted societal sense that we've presumably earned the money we wear vs. our being given the bodies we wear. We treat both as currency, but only concretely revere the first.
Comment away! Who gets it?
Value each other, people. Value the sanctity of humanity and the rights and dignity of the victim.
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I know what you mean and. . . indeed, victim-blaming is wrong. We judge so intensely about certain crimes while just blindly accepting other ones. Though in some cases where money is involved, and stolen, the victims can remain unheard if those that steal it have more money. The oddities and unjust nature of our system even at the best of times. Nobody should judge, they should only look at the facts. Facts can't be changed from a fact with an opinion. This was a good, thought-provoking piece that definitely speaks to elements of the times.