dVerse MTB/Form — Voices in the Wilderness

“Liberty Molested” (2024) Voices in the WildernessVoices keen for aid in snare of wilderness. All can hear the plea, but why don’t we respond?Guilty freezing, dumb; the rest are dumb in bond.Predatory tyranny imprisons us.Patriarchal license, waving magic wands.Voices keen for aid in snare of wilderness.All can hear the plea, but why don’t we respond?Fondled,…

Book Review — _Not My Type_, by E. Jean Carroll

Suffused with gallows humor, E. Jean’s chronicle of her being the plaintiff in two trials against Donald Trump is, by turns, triggering and hilariously funny. The first trial is where a jury decides if he raped her or sexually assaulted her and then afterwards defamed her by saying her accusations were lies, he never met…

10 states fund prisons using stolen Indigenous lands

State trust lands generate millions of dollars for carceral facilities and programs every year, largely from extractive industries like oil and gas drilling. written by Alleen Brown, Clayton Aldern, & Maria Parazo Rose, at Grist, published January 28, 2025 Grist / Getty Images Excerpt: To build America, the U.S. government enacted laws to redistribute Indigenous lands they…

#FF — Dadaroche

PHOTO PROMPT © Ronda Del Boccio Dadaroche Dadaroche’ platinum chariot purrs along the dusty streets of the small, parched village. Everyone recognizes him. Many believe he was brought by God; others know different. Dadaroche preaches on Sundays. After-service chit-chats inform him whose homes have working mothers and absent fathers; which homes have hunger. He knows…

dVerse — Prosery — Jumped

all of the names swallowed up by the cold — from Tomas Tranströmer’s poem, “After Someone’s death” She is Freud’s example of what happens when the first step is jumped. From daddy and mummy, then uncles and cousins, to neighbors and strangers, to lovers and spouses, her unprotected vulnerability is an opportunity to be exploited…

Day 3 — OctWriPoMo — *HUGH and also linked to Desperate Poets

image link Today’s entry is Day 3 creation for the OctWriPoMo.  It diverges from the daily prompt.  I started writing it last week, on the day Hugh Hefner died.  Please note it is not for readers under the age of 18. HUGH “Life is too short to be living somebody else’s dream,” –Hugh Hefner A…