Poetry Monday: 108 Degrees Is Bullshit

People like to visit Tucson
In October, November
December, January, February
It’s beautiful and peaceful
And the weather is perfect
None of these people
Have the balls to stick around
During the summer
During the Monsoon

You know you’re hardcore
When you live here
Year-round in Tucson 
With the lizards, spiders
And all the assholes like me

From the poetry collection Men Are Garbage.

Throwback Thursday Poetry: Self-Esteem

is what i need
i can’t get it now
screaming please
on my knees
really, really loud

can’t you see
to be free
i must feel proud
with no pride
i can’t deny
i sink to the ground

i hear lies
in my mind
i am breaking down
as i cry
i wonder why
no one cares now

with this dream
i must bring
myself to the clouds
only then
can i mend
my heart inside out
without a doubt

Early poetry from James. From the poetry collection Pariah Bound: The Lonesome Poetry.