Forgot your password?

We just sent you an email, containing instructions for how to reset your password.

Sign in

  • Are tears the involuntary surrender

    That punctuate the end

    Of a hopeless battle?

    Is the shaking, the violent shaking

    The traitorous language

    That betrayed our position?

    Is the dullness, the unfeeling dullness

    The defeated infantry

    Shamed as cowards?

    Is the fury, the vengeful fury

    The lust for war

    That restores our pride?

    No.

    There is no shame

    In exploring the brainspaces

    That trigger our cries.

    No pride is lost

    In revealing an anger

    That punctures the heart

    When tides rip through our personhood

    We cry and shake and contemplate

    Because we are human.

    Bravely, human.

Better browser, please.

To view Cowbird, please use the latest version of Chrome, Safari, Firefox, Opera, or Internet Explorer.