This verse is a joke, mostly comprised of what I can remember from on-the-saddle freestyles.

I spat it with a quiet intensity I usually save for enemies: “We buryin’ kids and you worryin’ about a popsicle!” The object of my wrath was no enemy of mine, however, but a kid who lives at the group home where I work. This is the first time I’ve ever spoken to one of […]

Damon Albarn sings, “The world is spinning too fast, I bought these Nike shoes / to keep myself tethered to the days I try to lose.” I’m an aspiring transcendentalist, so I won’t by shoes to tether me, but I will write.
I’m in a place I’ve been before. One year ago I forsook Chicago and […]