December 2010
7 posts
“For last year’s words belong to last year’s language,
and next...”
– T.S. Eliot
I can't concentrate
I should be getting 800 different things done right now, but I absolutely cannot concentrate. I cannot seem to get anything done.
Which I know I shouldn’t be admitting, but there it is.
Maybe I’m looking forward to the holiday weekend too much to be productive in any significant way today. Maybe I’ve got SO much I should be doing, I’m immobilized and can’t seem to...
I will craft my own drum.
What I Will by Suheir Hammad
I will not dance to your war drum. I will not lend my soul nor my bones to your war drum. I will not dance to your beating. I know that beat. It is lifeless. I know intimately that skin you are hitting. It was alive once hunted stolen stretched. I will not dance to your drummed up war. I will not pop spin beak for you. I will not hate for you or even hate you. I...
Fourteen actors acting. →
