sorry to deceive you.

Are we brave enough to hope out loud? In which areas of life do we long for space, and what does abundance of space look like? Is this something we can give to ourselves? I laid traps for myself and my anxiety this week, made sure the barbed wire drowned in incense, petals, and secret visions of a kinder tomorrow. And kindness. I think the barbed wire dissolved and couldn’t handle the kindness. Tripped, fell, sunk, again. Det ser ut som att jag faller men jag vet att jag är fri. Sarah sorry to deceive you. Tripped over digital space Found a distraction in the dis- traction A pull and a push known as substantive.material Wires laid everywhere Push guaranteed shove Zoomed conversations with a disrespect for time zones Always there in spirit Downright hauntological Some things first Arrange them there Like them best Love them here Geography is our mf bassline And in no universe can Bitamazire rhyme with everywhere, intended or not. The wrath of the Bunyoro-Kitara is now amongst us, A melodic violence of sorts - And so, we play. -- - of what use is rhyme for i possess rhythm hostility occurs as hugs across constituents continental shifts with seismic implications communicating negated shoves and a push when its composition is a pull into belonging where our etymologies of barbarism are still at work raiding dialects for significance and calling them progressive &new &government bargaining cars chickens and pot when they mean cannabis they mean taxes they mean we need your money now they mean our hauntologies will not permit such lack of over-engineering made social (maybe they missed the late 1900s) what say our orukurato of our persistence toward independence that they may pass a new grain into igesa as if we did not already have it before your enlightenment called it illegal and after we perfected it as a ritual traded it along lines omugo bitamazire demanded their due in currency or kingdoms or tribute or melody or riffs or material or substance but not rhyme for that is wrath a violence with end and we are incomplete and we are improper and they are always there in spirit et. al. everywhe... punctuation offers no such solace Upper & lowercase: Sarah Bitamazire case [in]sensitive: quincéy.xavier Get full access to substantive.material at substantivematerial.substack.com/subscribe