Momma read me a book once when it was just me and her at night.  There were no pictures or big words so I couldn’t understand it. But she did, and she’d tell me all it’s secrets every night before bed. I didn’t like many of them, except one story was about a castle with big walls and no swords. It was gold and white. Or brown and green I don’t remember much except…

that it was in the sky.

There were rooms for the whole world. She told me grandpa was already there,

But I didn’t want a room because I couldn’t bring toys,

And this castle may not have toys.

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Dear America.

Dear America,
I heard you want to be great again.

I want you to bare with me for the next few minutes because these necessities are going to be necessary one day soon

We’ve been living in this dream but it’s going to quickly turn into a nightmare as we watch these back to back presidencies come to an end

Donald J. Trump is at the head of the Republican party continuing to make an ass out of our nation

no wonder their symbol is a donkey

But it’s through his leadership that we may find ourselves apprentices of slavery

Going back to the days where slurs were okay as long as it was directed at skin a few shades darker

Don’t act like this is new to you

Continue reading Dear America.


Night lights

Replaced by glowing rectangles

Blinking from

Unread messages.
Phone wires find their way into my bed

Under my pillow

Overheating from

Unread messages.
Bedtime songs on repeat

Tales retold

Interrupted by beeping from

Unread messages.
Dreams gone for now

Both those awake and asleep

Blame those

Unread messages.


We take up too much space
Buildings with no breathing room

Forests reduced to chippings lodged in our sock

There are too many of us buried

Cancer-causing bodies

Or gunshot wound victims

Both greeted by death

Earlier than expected.

We live to take.

We live to die.

Playing with space and time like

A child with snake

Unaware of the poison in fangs

Or empty hours

Until scales have met skin

But even in death,

Names leak into heart tissue

And memories are hoarded

like stolen treasure

We’re too selfish to share this space.

RMR: The VVitch (2015)

“The closer you are to the light, the greater your shadow will be. ” – Xemnas, Kingdom Hearts II

This phrase is a clear representation of American history. The past of our great nation is saturated with revolutions, freedom and even technological advancements; but rarely do we consider the supernatural. Stories of haunted houses, possessed individuals and black magic that have yet to be proven only as myths. New England was a breeding ground for the supernatural. The wilderness was engulfing, there were constant quarrels with the native tribes and families struggled to no end against the elements. Out of these factors came the birth of American witchcraft, which eventually led to the infamous Salem Witch Trials. “The Witch” is a fictional intimate look at the panic caused by these trials. “The Crucible” is a classic representation of this dark time, “The Witch” bears obvious differences from the play.  It was directed by Robert Eggers who, interestingly, in an interview said he is not a fan of horror film.

Robert Eggers, New Master of Horror

The film stars Ralph Ineson ( Death Eater Amycus Carrow, Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows), Kate Dickie (Lysa Arryn, Game of Thrones) and newcomer, Anya Taylor-Joy (also starring Charlie as Black Phillip). “The Witch” was released February 19, 2016 in the U.S.A. It premiered earlier at the Sundance Festival where Eggers won Best Director.


“The Witch” revolves around a family living in 17th century New England. Ineson stars as William the father, his wife Katherine played by Dickie and their five children. Their eldest daughter Thomasin is played by Taylor-Joy. Through a series of horrific events, members of the family must put their faith in God and each other to the test.



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Post-Popsicle Confession

“Do you know what my mom used to tell me, when she was pregnant my sister?” Sophia shook her head, Don’s face rising from her lap. “She would tell me to whisper to her stomach. She said that the innocent have the power to communicate with a newborn soul. So I would whisper all the time. I think mom was surprised that I wanted to speak to the baby so badly. I’d tell my sister about my toys and my friends. That’s what seven year old kids cared about back then. One time I woke up from a dream, and I ran to my parents room. Of course they were asleep but I crawled in bed with them and started telling her about my dream. Funny, I can’t even remember if it was a dream or nightmare.” He chuckled. “But…when it was time for her to come, she didn’t. I remember I was in the waiting room with my aunt, and I was telling her about my sister. How she already knew my favorite things because we had talked before. I even told her my sister said my name one time, but mom and dad didn’t know. My parents shuffled out of the doors and there was nothing new. No swaddling clothes or excessive crying. Just the hum of the hospital lights above and an incomplete family. That sound, it makes my skin crawl. Maybe that’s why I only use lamps? Anyways the doctors said she was still-born, gone before they pulled her out. You know what I did though? I ran to my mother’s side and pressed my face against her stomach. I told her to stop playing hide and seek, that it was time for us to go home. Fucking clueless, right? ” His eyes passed Sophia to capture the clouds. “Hey, do you think it was my fault she didn’t live?”

Random Movie Review: “Shame” 

Once upon a time I used to write movie reviews. I’m a huge film nerd and ultimately plan to end up creating films. In order to do that however I must first understand what a film is as a medium and what elements are comprised in film as well. So I started watching random movies, sometimes good ones, sometimes not so good but all films nonetheless. For the month of June I’ll be restarting my RMR series beginning with one of my favorite films. It’s poorly written IMO but I’d rather leave it as it is than go back and edit it. Enjoy.
-We’re not bad people.
We just come from a bad place.

Today I’m dissecting a movie that did not receive much attention or credit in the U.S. but across the big blue lake (Atlantic Ocean) it became a hit. “Shame” is the title of this 2011 British movie starring our favorite android “David from Prometheus”- Michael Fassbender and the lovely “Ms. Daisy Buchanan”- Carey Mulligan. “Shame” was directed by Steve McQueen. “Shame” won Best Director/Best Screenplay/Best Independent Actor x4/Best Supporting Actress among other nominations and awards.  It is a movie full of intensity, lust and sex, empty feelings and of course, shame. Rated R, NC-17 for nudity (penises included), language, and drug use.

Fassbender portrays “Brandon” a clean cut, and cultured New York business man with a terrible secret; Brandon is a sex addict. When I use that term I mean it to the fullest degree, just from the opening scene the viewer can tell his desire for sexual release is exponential.It’s not how we say “Oh I love sex…I can’t get enough”, his sexual activity is toxic slowly infecting his life. Regardless Brandon is a firm believer in immediate gratification, not searching for any long term pleasure or commitment.  He is a true addict, until his sister “Sissy” comes to move in for awhile. She’s got plenty of issues on her plate as well, which makes one wonder what their childhood was like. Instead of using sex as her ploy she develops other coping mechanisms that include a human wrist and razors. The overall theme of the movie is the search for feeling…human. Looking back at the title, and how many of the things we do we live with the shame or hide from it. The main characters are detached from the norms of society and yet they live and thrive as any average citizen in the public eye. What amazed me is how even though each of them know that there is something seriously wrong with them, neither of them pretend to want to change it. They Just Accept It.
Fassbender does an amazing job at playing “Brandon”, truly a one-of-a-kind performance. What set him apart from conventional actors was the use of his eyes; ranging from cold, merciless and lusty stares to saddened and hollow tears of regret. The eye contact is key. Each sexual act that Brandon is involved in gets seemingly more intense dramatic and gratifying. His character possesses a sociopathic behavior; charming and selfish with a complete disconnect from normal society. From rage-filled  outburst at Sissy to blatant lying in his boss’s face Brandon has no heart. The only aspect of emotion we are shown is his date/rendzeveous with his co-worker. The atmosphere of the movie is gray and mellow to mimic the seriousness and depravity of the characters. The most powerful scene is the opening act, where we find Fassbender scoping the subway car until he locks eyes with an attractive woman. What starts out as playful eye contact eventually turns sour and we realize that Brandon isn’t all that sane in the head. His stare (referring to the use of his eyes) transforms into a lustful gaze and even gets to the point where the woman is uncomfortable. What makes it even worse is that he stares at the ring on her finger, (she’s married) for a few minutes then continues to stare even after noticing she had a spouse. It was gripping but horrifying, he exemplified how low on the morality scale humanity can truly sit.  The soundtrack is impeccable as well, the main theme “Unraveling” played at the climax of the scene, draws out the hollow and almost sadistic nature of Brandon. Steve McQueen did an excellent job of tying up the movie and showing the character development, or lack thereof, from beginning to end. The conclusion leaves one thinking…did anything really change? Can they put their shame to rest and live normal lives? Or will he continue to hunger for immediate gratification ?

P.S. Hunger used in that last statement is a bit of homage to another McQueen/Fassbender film.

“Unraveling” – Harry Escott