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My friends and I have known Shaima and Omar, respectively, by now for over a year. They are both enduring so much. Let’s help them stay strong against the criminal US/Zionist occupation. Our place in all of this as average people outside Palestine is to support families directly as they resist atrocity and death for love of their people and homeland. If you have any income, any time, any group of friends or family, you can be useful in supporting them. All it takes is for you to decide to and then follow through.

There is always something we can do ❤️‍🔥

Feast of Crows (my poem)

the completion of this poem is dedicated to An Mórrígan whose stories inspire me to stand up for myself against abuse.

It’s an every day battlefield bloody but I’m ready

got my worm-tongue writhing

This is the truth I speak:

every beak cracked open cus the crows have come to eat

and if these chains that bind you, choke you, know it’s me who’s free

So how do you forget it was me you tried to smother?

Mother Gothel of the tower, craving power over flowers

Pretty words all on your palette, painting pictures over blood stains

It’s our story you’ve rewritten

and you must’ve taken pains

Making me the fucking villain while you’re making shit rain

Use me crazy & abuse me

Then call me insane

And I’m no perfect victim

I shout quiet parts out loud

For the crowd

I’m your Sméagol, Gollum, crawling on the ground

At your feet, but it’s delusion

You don’t get it’s your illusion

So convenient how you see it

Lemme clear up the confusion:

It’s an every day battlefield

Bloody but I’m ready

Got my worm-tongue writhing

This is the truth I speak:

Every beak cracked open

Cus the crows have come to eat

And if the chains that bind you,

Choke you, know it’s me who’s free

On the wings of a raven

I will have my victory

Your conceit, your defeat

Don’t worry, it’s prophecy

Anyone can fucking talk but it’s the brave who walk the walk

You’re a coward, disempowered

And your towers gonna fall, so —

Mirror, mirror on your wall,

Who was it began it all?

I was fetus to your Jesus (Judas) you are not a saint —

I can smell your jealousy

I know how you’ll come at me

I can see the future in the patterns that you wore for me

If you think it’s in my plan to carry forward your demands —

Reduce me to the cycle you left rotting in my hands —

It’s hysterical

Nothing that you say will have me doubt again

I get better love outside of blood from all my fucking friends

Every day battlefield

Bloody but I’m ready

Got my worm-tongue writhing

This is the truth I speak:

Every beak cracked open

Cus the crows have come to eat

And if the chains that bind you,

Choke you, know it’s me who’s free

This is new for you so lemme say it very gently:

Threaten me again and I’ll come for you intently

I’m as fluid as the water

I’ll be what I need to be:

Queer eel in the ford wrapped around your bare feet

Gray wolf howling bringing down the big stampede

And the hornless red heifer set to trample in the lead

(Do you see?)

I’ve been training for this moment all my little life

I’ve been taking note of where you’re hiding all your little knives

Same old tale, cloak & dagger dressed like LOVE & CARE

Conditions in the margins so you never have to play it fair

Murdered me a thousand times but I’m the living dead; I’m alive despite the pain, the strain, the lies inside your head

You know me, the Perfect Target, mommy’s only big mistake

Should have smothered me inside the crib before my chance to wake —

Before I learned about the sovereign’s truth, the sovereign’s lie —

Before I opened up my throat to scream out battle-cry

And all of this I could forgive

Could or would your heart be true

Tarnished chalice, you chose malice

Justice being served to you

Every day battlefield

Bloody but I’m ready

Got my worm-tongue writhing

This is the truth I speak:

Every beak cracked open

Cus the crows have come to eat

And if the chains that bind you,