Clean hands do not pure the way
Abuse fits in a shopping cart
The trouble began with Us vs. They
~.~
Keep your head down, get through the day
Exhaustion is a corporate dart
Clean hands do not pure the way
~.~
The poor did not make up the fey
Golden bullets blame the bleeding on the hart
The trouble began with Us vs. They
~.~
Dragons are not what we need to slay
In jealousy of defenseless art
Clean hands do not pure the way
~.~
History is the great delay
Between society and its start
The trouble began with Us vs. They
~.~
The modern golem is cash-coloured clay
A complex problem, no simple part
Clean hands do not pure the way
The trouble began with Us vs. They
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Matthew Daniels
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Letter to our Queer & Trans Youth
Hey, you. I thought I’d start this letter by telling you a little about myself, just so you know who you’re dealing with. I’m an emotional dad, father to three amazing kids who we met through the foster care system, and whose presence in our lives has really transformed my sense of responsibility to the communities that surround us. The connections we’ve made with one another, with our extended families, and with the communities where we live and look for belonging have catapulted us into this whirlwind of emotional tumult which, while not easy by any stretch of the measure, has also been remarkably healing. I realize ours is really only a one-sided chosen family, since our kids didn’t get to choose to live here, but I’d like to think that they did choose to let us love them, which allowed them to grow to love us. And I think that’s where I want to go with this letter- to a place where you can find belonging and healing- even if the pathway there may be peppered with some emotional tumult.
By F Cade Swanson4 days ago in Pride
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Oh wow, this was so profound. Loved your Villanelle!