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