absurdity fathomed, sunday morning



the absurdity of the beauty of this dawn moment,

the absurdity

of the normalization of any moment or day, in life,

of the uninhibited and unselfconscious public documentation of both the ordinary and the excesses of life

simultaneous to

the People of Gaza documenting

Israeli Zionists

confining, starving, shooting, bombing, maiming, killing

and

incinerating
children,


in Palestine.


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Mother’s Day: also a day for the children of mothers

motherhood and childhood are complex, complicated and heart-expanding, heart-breaking and heart-full journeys — but mostly elusive destinations, in our rose-colored or cracked rearview mirrors /

today is an exceptional day for revisiting motherhood, childhood and mother-child relationships //

Mothers’ Day, for many mothers and children often feels unbearable from physical loss or heavy with physical absence; it may be pregnant with disappointment, misunderstandings, unrealistic or unmet expectations; reminiscent of failures, judgment and estrangement;— or worse, it may be painful with the memory or ongoing experience of neglect, abuse, betrayal or disownment ///

these golden beings that we, mothers, carry and birth from our bodies and raise up with our arms and hearts into a world that is too often, dark and heavy /

mothers were once golden beings too //

mothers can be|come dark and heavy worlds too ///

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May Day, mayday.


originally published May Day 2024, revised May Day 2025


workers of the world, unite!


The Haymarket Memorial 125th anniversary plaque dedication
April 30, 2011.
photo: by author

humans of the Earth, unite!


To The Comfortably-Numbed,

Petit Bourgeoisie:

“No Business As Usual During Genocide” — or — FASCISM!

15,000

no 30,000

Palestinian children, were murdered, not “died”

in seven, nineteen, months’ time.

300,000 — or more in Gaza on threshold of death by intentional starvation with consent of The West

you flaunt your epicurean life

while the workers and students and poets
and artists, all,
groundswell, to resist this violent, white tide,

// of the IDF

home and abroad,

training ICE

& your local SWAT precinct,

to disappear and deport //

and crucially, to liberate you — of the occupier & cop — living in your mind.



this is in fact,

the marketplace of one [1] singular idea:

Land.

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