Cultivar is one of my favorite words ok? I didn’t mean to use it in two poems in a row, but it was that or use what will be the final piece in between and… well I guess it and this are both… heavy at best. Of course, I’m finalizing most of these rambles the night of June 28th as the senate GOP and Democrats “debate” gutting Medicaid, trans healthcare, and destroying my country’s entire energy infrastructure so effectively it would potentially lead to national power issues within 2 years, in return for re-upping the same tax cuts for oil tycoons and the ultra wealthy, implemented during Trump’s first term as well as bonuses to fucking WHALING captains of all things. The SCOTUS ruled yesterday that schools must allow parents to opt their children out of ANY lesson the parents believe will effect their children’s “religious development.” (The focus was on teaching any queer theory, but it’s so open ended, intentionally, it will be used on fucking science classes)
So maybe heavy is just where we are now.
I hope you’ve been resonating with my work this week. It’s been a rough one for me personally, and the response to these has been heartening. Not sure what I’ll do once this project wraps today, well besides the explanation.
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