Notice of absence from Tristan Robert Lange
Life is full of seasons. This is a season of transition for me, where I will be moving with my family to a new location. As such, with much logistics to consider, I am doing my best to keep up. Please know if I accidentally don't respond, it is not because I am ghosting or becoming distant. Once things settle after the move, I am sure life will return to some normalcy. In the meantime, and always:
Read 👓, Write ✍️, Rise 🌅, Realize 🤯.
Tristan 🌹🖤🙏🕯️🐦⬛
Life is full of seasons. This is a season of transition for me, where I will be moving with my family to a new location. As such, with much logistics to consider, I am doing my best to keep up. Please know if I accidentally don't respond, it is not because I am ghosting or becoming distant. Once things settle after the move, I am sure life will return to some normalcy. In the meantime, and always:
Read 👓, Write ✍️, Rise 🌅, Realize 🤯.
Tristan 🌹🖤🙏🕯️🐦⬛
i grew up in a town that was white,
with white picket fences—what a sight—
and white lights to keep it bright at night.
we mowed our white lawns with delight,
on our large white mowers, sitting tight.
got it for a white price, now—don’t be trite—
or i will drive down white avenue alight,
all gassed up with rage—a white fright—
after getting my rifle, big and white,
I’ll show them all that white might
makes right because i got a white’s right.
first, though, i’ll turn on a white nightlight,
for my white kids in their white beds tonight.
© 2026 Tristan Robert Lange. All rights reserved.
First published on tristanrobertlange.com, June 28, 2026.
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- Comment from author about the poem: Part of the Truth, Applied collection.
- Category: Sociopolitical
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We are all trapped within our culture and past. We see black and white and wrong and right, there is no gray. This poem in its repetition is powerful. The rhyme both internal and ending is a mocking of this world view. Very creative Tristan and well done with a powerful message a fave
Thank you so much, Soren. I think that's exactly the direction I was hoping readers would take from it. The speaker becomes so consumed by that worldview that everything gets filtered through it until it borders on a hauntingly dangerous absurdity. I'm really glad the repetition helped reinforce that. I truly appreciate the thoughtful read and the fave, my friend. 🖤🏡🤍🙏
You are most welcome my friend
good write with a deeper message
Thank you so much, Norman! I'm really glad you found the deeper message in it. I wanted the repetition and wordplay to pull everything toward that ending without giving it away too soon. I truly appreciate you taking the time to read and comment, my friend. 🖤🏡🤍🙏
most welcome a grand write
Very powerful and I'm afraid America is living this moment right now once again. 🌹white Supremes and we all know who's to blame.
Thank you so much, Teddy! Haha...would "he who shall not be named" be living in a rather large "White" House? 🤣 The irony is rich, no? Sadly, this kind of thinking has a way of resurfacing, and unfortunately America's Voldemort made it far worse. That's exactly why I wanted to write this piece. I'm really grateful it resonated with you, my friend. 🖤🏡🤍🙏
Yep 😢 💜
Archaix
Has some eye-opening info
On the "races"
Thank you, Mutley! That's a new one for me. I'll confess my ignorance here...what exactly is Archaix? All the same, I appreciate you stopping by, my friend. 🖤🏡🤍🙏
It`s the name of a Youtube channel. It`s a challenging listen, for sure.
Your white (I mean write) delivers, as you might say, an utterly satirical but complete account of what the many might say, in the US of A, Tristan.
Enjoyed.
Reminds me of a street in middle Ohio where a friend took us through their childhood neighbourhood, similar house types and their location was one side coloured and the other side white. It was an eerie excursion, and felt like driving through the location set of Hair Spray. 🙏🕊️
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