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  • August 20, 2020

    Star date August 20th, K220. 10:56 am. I’m on the Powell street bus. My head is in the music. I’m in a good mood, feeling a lil silly but nonetheless motivated for wearing broken eyeglasses. Today I’m going to try and get this 500$. I don’t have Oregon ID but hoping I have enough paperwork…

  • August 19, 2020

    Black Creativity Amidst Adversity

    Hello world!!! I need you… Maybe we can be good for one another. https://paypal.me/pools/c/8rRoPvKNiq

  • August 15, 2020

    The Call

    I’ve learned from experience, that one cannot ask assistance for him or herself without the stigma that comes with it but after being enlightened I realize that someone else must do this in your name, on your behalf. Well, these t-shirts I have planned, I fact still working out the kinks will be set up…

  • August 10, 2020

    On the road again

    Sitting outside the JC, looking like a homeless fool with nowhere to go. Watching, waiting for something to happen. I don’t know what I’m waiting for or who but somethings gotta give… Right? That’s all that I own, right there on a dolly. I’m tempted to toss it into the river but I’m being patient;…

  • August 9, 2020

    Portland Justice Center 08/08/K220

    https://m.facebook.com/story.php?story_fbid=728226411307577&id=100023606730932

  • August 9, 2020

    The day after

    Sitting on the steps of the JC, I watch artist paint on their canvas the area where the elk once stood. It has since been replaced with an new elk, creepier and taller. In the distance, a Caucasian woman, wearing a line green skin suit sings… “Black lives matter”.I don’t know how to feel right…

  • August 4, 2020

    Alone again

    I am loathing the day… My mood has taken a turn for the darker of them. My heart breaking all over again. I thought I’d try to express this poetically but I need a shower to wash the filth from my mind. I’m going to use the last of my funds to rent a truck…

  • August 4, 2020

    Blues for Michael

    I hate starting over, I hate being used. Its bad enough that I barely make enough to live right now… And I have to deal with Covid, living with a stranger and her bugs. Now I have to trash all my shit AGAIN!!! I FUCKING HATE BUGS!!! I FUCKING HATE PEOPLE AND THIS PROTEST SHIT.…

  • August 1, 2020

    Open your eyes

    Well…. BLM Portland is coming together, with a better statement. Yeah, it’s a political parade but there are starting to invoke the spirit and the struggle of yesteryear. I’d rather not hear the politics but if that’s what it takes to wake them (the people of America), rock it. I hope something good comes from…

  • July 30, 2020

    End of night

    A flower pot dangles above me as I watch the night pass away, Sweetly… Even with the noise from the street. Reminds me of summer evenings back home in Chicago. Sometimes I miss her but I’m okay where I am. I’d probably be in a gang by now had I stayed, or in jail. A…

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