Sin res. |
Modern-day packaging conspires to have us ignore much of what we eat, for as old advertising axiom informs us ("sell the sizzle, not the steak"), we are driven by the familiar, the comfortable, deadly...
Posted by jo CHILD on Sun, 09 Sep 2007 08:39:00 PST |
You remind me of a precious star |
...I meant to sayThat I would skywrite your name in graffitiAcross the milky way like a b-boy god in love But that's really not my styleAnd complementing your eyes or your smileSeems so insignificant ...
Posted by jo CHILD on Sun, 09 Sep 2007 08:14:00 PST |
Sister Outsider |
Those of us who stand outside the circle of this society's definition of acceptable women; those of us who have been forged in the crucibles of difference - those of us who are poor, who are lesbians,...
Posted by jo CHILD on Thu, 22 Mar 2007 01:35:00 PST |
I just want to fuck you. |
[Sex] It is equally complicated when we consider the fact that sex is almost never performed or experienced in a context of pure pleasure. It carries with it the potential for deep emotional ties, sc...
Posted by jo CHILD on Wed, 21 Feb 2007 03:55:00 PST |
??? |
Are we really free?Our youth have yet to learn the meaning of freedom.For as long as we have existed we've been told what to think, what to learn, what to read, what to watch, when to eat, when to sit...
Posted by jo CHILD on Sat, 09 Dec 2006 11:22:00 PST |
fly lady at 12 o'clock. |
..>...
Posted by jo CHILD on Fri, 13 Oct 2006 03:01:00 PST |
SO DON'T JUDGE ME |
I reasoned that I had given up some youth for knowledge, but my gain was more valuable than the loss.
-Maya Angelou
Posted by jo CHILD on Sun, 04 Jun 2006 11:33:00 PST |
so what |
I walk in late
I sit in the back
And we crack jokes
About the knowledge you lack
...
Posted by jo CHILD on Sat, 20 May 2006 09:55:00 PST |
Communication |
If music is the most universal languageJust think of me as one whole note If science has the most perfect languagePicture me as mc Since mathematics can speak to the infiniteImagine me as 1t...
Posted by jo CHILD on Thu, 20 Apr 2006 01:34:00 PST |
lo que yo soy... |
Tu eres como tu mundo, egoista; yo no;
que todo me lo juego a ser lo que soy yo.
Tu eres so lo la grave senorona;
yo soy, yo soy la vida, la fuerza, la mujer.
Tu eres de tu marido, de tu amo; ...
Posted by jo CHILD on Mon, 01 Jan 1900 12:00:00 PST |
