They are the O’Kneels


1 ain’t dumb
+ 1 ain’t dumb
= 0 authentic lives


“seeking intellectual stimulation and companionship in Chicago”

a profile headline for a dating site, August 2008


and they’ve never pretended harder,
to be happier,
in their marriage,

than they are right now

“she ain’t dumb.” said, the Mr.

“he ain’t dumb.” said, the Mrs.

silently, renewing those practical vows,

but

2 “ain’t dumbs” will never add up to

1 authentic life

what their calculus hath joined together,

let no verdant, regent 𝕮𝖗𝖔𝖓𝖊 put asunder,

let us now re-pronounce them:

the O’Kneels

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clinician

she’ll never forget
how as her heart was breaking
he went to see a foreign film in the suburbs with his family
the next day, he proceeded to inform her about Korean film and
K-pop — like an old man who was just hearing about it for the first time in 2022,
like someone who never knew anyone and who traveled to Korea, for a semester abroad or to teach English, or anything, despite his worldliness and AAdvantages,
like someone who never heard
of BTS, their Map of The Soul,
or Carl Jung’s
it was then she realized how
ignorant and insular,
and Lechter-like he was

he collected things and ate people to feed his ego,

and she was a fucking feast

his heart rate never rose the whole time

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