War Machine: Fightstar

Are you a war machine? “Some of us will die alone. Some of us will never reach the end of the road. It isn’t enough. Some of us will never know the meaning of trust. Some of us will feed off all the people who give. It’s never enough. Are we a race of animalsContinue reading “War Machine: Fightstar”

(Gay) Pride vs (Biblical) Pride: an essay

  Today (Friday, July 22, 2016) the 2nd annual Mansfield Gay Pride festival/parade commences at South Park, Mansfield, Ohio, and it will continue through tomorrow (Saturday, July 23, 2016). This past May, my brilliant, golden-hearted cousin, an Ohio resident and Pride volunteer asked me to compose an essay for this year’s Pride, stating he would like toContinue reading “(Gay) Pride vs (Biblical) Pride: an essay”

Life is not a movie

Sometimes the sky is not blue, but white, a backlit theater screen in waiting, bright– or so I can pretend; actor, writer, director of scenes, the production is my own–I am all, no in between. But, sometimes the sky is not white, but red, a reflection of bombings, of children dead– and I cannot pretendContinue reading “Life is not a movie”

About Me: life as a person full to the brim with people who argue simply because they’re in love with the sound of their own voice

You guys, I’m full of word vomit. Not my own, but that of others who think it necessary to spew every hateful, ignorant, spiteful idea into my eyes and ears for the sake of argument. Word vomit. Inside of me. Acidic thoughts being absorbed into my guts–makes me ill. Some say, “Kindra, don’t participate inContinue reading “About Me: life as a person full to the brim with people who argue simply because they’re in love with the sound of their own voice”