it’s been awhile.
Let’s talk. I’m not going to lie to you. I’m still having a really hard time with what happened on 11/7/16. Since 2009, one of the undertones of this blog has been inclusion. My poems are a patchwork about being young in America. Being young period. The news, the real news, not fake garbage news, still affects me a great deal. It affects my mood, my friendships. I’m still so fucking mad. I went to a Knicks game and sat through the national anthem. I just sat there, looking at the backs of standing strangers. I don’t hate America. That’s not why I did it. I did it because America is broken. Every part of me wanted to stand up. I was scared to sit through it.
Poetry is still important, now more than ever. But a different kind of poetry. Poetry not like what I was writing here before. So I started a poem called Meadowlands … a spiritual sequel to Howl, one of my favorite poems. Meadowlands is a performance piece, so with the help of some friends, I’m going to perform it. It’s a poem about outcasts, because that’s what I feel like.
I’ve also been away working with my band, Bobby Teenager, on a full length album, I’m a Disgusting Jerk. The album came out today on all streaming services. I use Spotify. Here’s the link:
I decided, as I’m working, to surround myself with positive people and positive things to prop me up. I’m lucky to have people who love me so much, and a adopted, one-eyed cat who, though he doesn’t love me all the time, reminds me that there are still things too pure for this world.
More to come.