The Purpose of Activism |
Because I run in my sleep, I stay put in daylight. Because I want to understand what tax forms and to do lists have to do with lives. Because we are fading into passivity and boredom and now that ...
Posted by coriel on Mon, 19 Mar 2007 08:45:00 PST |
To: N |
I approach the turnstile with a notebook, metro card buried deep beneath folders and tissues and tupperware, as if these words have recognized value, as if they would unlock this gate. ...
Posted by coriel on Mon, 19 Mar 2007 08:44:00 PST |
Darlene |
"We shall not cease from exploration, and the end of all our exploring will be to arrive where we started and know the place for the first time." -TS Eliot 1. You replaced yourself with children, ...
Posted by coriel on Mon, 19 Mar 2007 08:39:00 PST |
Cockroach Perspective |
Inside the quiet is pierced by the gurgle of technology. Outside the air smells like donuts and puke. I change quick, never looking down. Something is wrong; I think I'm afraid of myself. &nb...
Posted by coriel on Mon, 19 Mar 2007 08:37:00 PST |
Gerald |
To: The former tenant, a drug dealer, shot dead at 37 on October 5, 2006. Scratched furniture; bills; bloody machete; stained sidewalk; the cross. These you left behind....
Posted by coriel on Mon, 19 Mar 2007 08:35:00 PST |
Nostalgia |
On a windy day climbing steadily from winter to spring in a city that was never ours I think of you Just you Nothing else You, faint as the midday moon But I know wind...
Posted by coriel on Mon, 19 Mar 2007 08:33:00 PST |
protest? |
Could have been because she was a cheerleaderin high school or because she was competing with pain-screams and death-sighs, chin pointy and high, but somehow she got the dumbest chantsto sound like go...
Posted by coriel on Wed, 31 Jan 2007 09:51:00 PST |
London |
London Today, the boy's sneakers do not scuttle, they scream and when Kiana opens her mouth to laugh, she shrieks instead. The city is testing its escape systems and the fire alarm blares all mo...
Posted by coriel on Fri, 10 Nov 2006 08:35:00 PST |
Protest Excerpt: New Haven |
New Haven is starting to resemble the blandest pockets of midtown-- sterile, safe, predictable, lame. Let's climb East Rock and spit or jump from the top. Let's stage sit-ins on the cobblestones. ...
Posted by coriel on Fri, 10 Nov 2006 08:22:00 PST |
Lizard-Men |
Lizard-Men He says: 9/11 was an inside job. The country is run by Satan worshippers and Lizard-men. We are scraping yellow tape off the Food Coop's floor. Later on, apartment hunting in one of Brook...
Posted by coriel on Fri, 10 Nov 2006 08:15:00 PST |
