Vague man on a shadowed road,
Your presence is a nostalgia that awakens my future.
Every decision, a direction allowing an infinite number of possibilities to flourish, 72 more words
Before I put up a post about the existential panic of being so close to a funded Kickstarter but running out of time, I want to take a moment to tell a weird little tale that might show, in a quirky way, some of the deep-seated issues of misogyny ingrained into both parts of the comic book culture and the video game culture. 656 more words
Reading the news is always something of a roller-coaster. There are high points and low points. Maybe I should say, though, that the news is more like riding a rickety roller-coaster, because at the end, I usually wind up feeling off-balance, confused, and a tad sick to the stomach, with little of the rush riding a good coaster gives me. 339 more words
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A lie when thugs
Can crack the law
Across our corpse
As the press shrugs.
The lens flare flash
Of the gas mask’s…
Reading about writing can be something like reading about music. Too meta, too not-quite, too useless. But reading Hélène Cixous’ Three Steps on the Ladder of Writing… 3,846 more words