Monthly Archives: January 2017

How did we get here?

2003: I amĀ 16, President Bush has declared war on Iraq. I am half-American, going to school in Brasil. Hallways are full of teenagers talking about BLOOD FOR OIL We sit at bars, teenaged mimicry of adulthood Drinking beer and whisky … Continue reading

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Fire

Fear tastes like wet paper Soggy and choking In the back of my throat. Bravery feels like swallowing fire Gasping Scorching my stomach Making my hands tingle I want to be brave like a forest fire Usefully Clearing the brush … Continue reading

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