He appears expecting something awesome, as I am trying to coordinate this “date” of sorts. I call my child into the room, “Son, come here and talk to our Gentleman Cat.”. I prepare a few treats, in case the Cat is distracted and distrustful of the boy.
Far more fantastic than the actual bleach sitting on the chair. Bleach chair embodies the feelings and energy of holding up the mundane as central and important to our lives. The bleach is at once a symbol of our current reality, as well as a mundane invention that helps us kill germs. The bleach occupies the space of a chair and sits regally displayed like a king. The chair is a mundane part of dining rooms everywhere, and as a rich display for the mighty bleach.
Shaming children into compliance is a terrible discipline technique that really doesn’t help anyone involved. Shaming is so often engrained in our culture and families that we don’t even recognize it as such.
I just knew I wanted to live my life more positively. I wanted to feel like my choices were relevant and that my life decisions were (made) on purpose.
Rustling papers and stacks of dried inked notebooks
the sky is on fire and we relax to admire
shades layered high and we tilt our heads to see more
the colors you see are full of smog and the crush of a society that needs it all
but for a moment we become one with the hues as they take us away from the day
it’s like a mix of insane beauty and the nothingness that’s left when your best friend dies; it never stops amazing as it changes everyday. orange and red, magenta, gold, and pink and lavender wait for me to paint them in layers. The layers of the sky that seep into your mind are the reminders of life’s beauty even when it’s gone.
It’s in the air, poetry in February.
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