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The Ministry of Magic
The real magic is resistance— a fire raging in the bureaucracy, a refusal to be streamlined, an insistence on the mess of being human.
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Rebecca Calles Rijsdijk
The Myth of Space Karen
We build temples for false gods, raise altars from tweets and bravado. But what have you made except stories to sell? A mirror shines brighter than your…
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The Last Silence
It isn’t a ceasefire. It’s the absence of targets.
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Rebecca Calles Rijsdijk
Capitalism is a Death Cult
In the glass temples of profit, we kneel, palms outstretched to the gods of scarcity, chanting the psalms of productivity.
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Rebecca Calles Rijsdijk
The Hills Ignite
America’s gilded gates splinter while faraway islands disappear under waters you don't measure. In Jakarta, they drown. In Dhaka, they drown. But it…
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When Trauma Comes Knocking
I walk these streets, their corners still sharp with memory. The trees lean in as if they remember, whispering stories I tried to forget.
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Through the Screen
The screens buffer, but Gaza does not. Hospitals burn without loading, families fall silent without captions.
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Rebecca Calles Rijsdijk
Everybody and their Mother
They fight because the void calls and typing feels like answering, because to sit with oneself is a terror unmatched, because a reply is proof you exist…
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Rebecca Calles Rijsdijk
It’s Not Complicated
It’s not complicated. It’s genocide. And the silence of those who could stop it is complicity.
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Rebecca Calles Rijsdijk
Forty AF
I wear my skin now like I’ve earned it, armor made of scars and stories, each mark a map of how far I’ve come.
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No Headlines Left
Genocide doesn’t need a headline, only apathy to thrive.
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Rebecca Calles Rijsdijk

December 2024

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