Bending iron bars
With our heated vision

Acts of collective indiscipline
I am Charlie

Feverishly tapping thumbs
On small pieces
Of freezing glass

Smelling old people
Listening to children

Paying our fair share
Asking for what we need

Waking up
Sleeping

It’s easier just to fight
Sometimes

To take it all out

A Good book
Parents
A magic bullet
Kool-aid

A freezing walk alone
In the park

Heated car seat
Manifesto

Tools are just tools
Until they are their
Opposites

They are not free
are not love

We are