#twothirdssky (California, December 2024)

The geist of my Instagram posts
from the years 201x–202x:

I leave the house as I bare witness to my father.
The strangest most spectacular views are of
the measuring of land one could drive—as in,

to own, empty—
(retributive immigrant accumulation)

I own little and am full of love
For The People and a
deep, deepening rage of

soul, this, me

(ftp)