Verses on a White Man Failing Upward (November 8, 2024)
The Occupier, 2025, colored Sharpies and Pilot pen on paper, 9” x 7.5” Verses on a White Man Failing Upward ( November 8, 2024) You can’t push a rainbow into a closet. Or stuff the eternal feminine in a powder box. You can’t exile those who love their home more than you. Or declare the old and ill less deserving. Oh, you can try all this and you might succeed. But your victory is Pyrrhic and all you’ve done will go to seed. Lock me up, send send me into exile. Murder daughters, wives, sisters because you and your wretched cabal value lives unborn (that you’ll abandon when they are.) You won on gas (and petroleum) and insisting you’d lower prices. You’ll expel the undesirables and vermin - as you call them - like lice. You’ll go after the enemy within: all who oppose you. Bring it, braggart. We are legion. How will you do it? Soviet-style promises for neighbor to snitch on neighbor? Midnight home invasi...