We must march, my darlings.

I’m skeptical to post these with all the negative criticism, but really. If you don’t care for the imagery or “propaganda” of it all, just close your eyes and listen to Whitman. Even if it is—as many angry youtube users cried—”liberal commie propaganda,” it still makes me warm inside to see a campaign that—alas!—utilizes the wonders of beloved poetry. That said, enough whining about diversity, live and let live. Ehh yey yey.





I choose the rooms that I live in with care


The windows are small and the walls almost bare

There’s only one bed and there’s only one prayer

I listen all night for your step on the stair.