I do love you, but you’re ugly when you open your mouth; vitriol has murdered your roses.
See those unseen. Touch those unloved. Hear those who struggle quietly. Speak for those who don’t have a voice. March for those who are weak. March against hate. Speak against bigotry. Hear the cries of suffrage. Touch those who don’t understand. See the world change.
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”
hide your god hide your sex hide your red heart and hide your unholy race shut your mouth or eat the shit sit on your righteous hands or be killed conform to hate or be named a fucking terrorist
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”
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”
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”
You have the right to hate me, but I have the right to shelter to food, and clean water. I have the right to walk to school, or church, or the market– the right to be godless, to be gay, to wear what I want. You have the right to hate me, but I haveContinue reading “The Right To Live”