The world feels upside down, louder by the minute, and stacked against the good. But you’re still here— heart steady, spine intact. That’s not nothing. That’s how revolutions begin.

The world feels upside down,
louder by the minute,
and stacked against the good.
But you’re still here—
heart steady, spine intact.
That’s not nothing.
That’s how revolutions begin.

#PoetryInTheRuins
#HopeIsAVerb
#QuietRevolution
#WordsThatFight
#ResistWithPoetry
#DarkTimesBrightLines

July 4th.

The grills are hot,
the beer is cold,
and nobody’s talking about yesterday.
Funny how freedom still throws a party
the morning after it signs itself away.

#FourthOfJuly #PoetryInTheRuins #QuietRage #FreedomOnPaper #AmericanIrony #DemocracyDiedYesterday #TheDayAfter #WordsResist