It is an understandable impulse to want to physically hurt white supremacists. It is a matter of analyzing when it is worthwhile and not. I have spent a lot of time in the last nine months with people who did time in prison for violent crimes. Many are homeless, addicts, who as a result of […]
Read More Violence Is Not AllyshipChasing the fallout Of a disaster I chose Standing on the mount While others love to lose The chilled air makes me burn So I threw away the crown Bitter because I never learned I can’t change another’s frown Yet we are all the same Or why they worship my light I never wanted gold […]
Read More Telemetry DreamsThis essay was sparked by a writing prompt about a treasured article of clothing this Wednesday at the weekly creative writing workshop at Street Roots, an excellent newspaper covering issues relevant to the homeless in Portland, OR, also publishing their writings and allowing them to sell the papers to maintain their lives and build better […]
Read More Costume of ConformityI’m alone, but it’s OK I’ll find a place to locate I’m so, so used to it Before it was just a bit But now it’s all too much This time card I want to punch Yet you keep calling me back To provide what you and I lack It looks to be different this […]
Read More Our Special KindI first came to The High Llamas through an interview with Pharrell Williams talking about his favorite fellatio song. It’s an odd and funny place to start, but I’d say about the journey that took me to be able to do this interview with Sean O’Hagan, the founder, bandleader and songwriter of the Llamas, a […]
Read More The Goat Looks In: Interview with Sean O’Hagan of The High Llamas
Clay The Scribe 