Big, dark, empty, silent

I was surprised to be so happy tonight In the big, dark, empty, silent house. I did cry a little, reading people’s blogs on election’s hopes and fears. (I wondered, too, who was I really crying for.) When I heard frightening noises, I went to the kitchen and washed dishes. But most of the...

Accident

A longing for affection spilled out of my loneliness. It flew out and floated around, unbound, plastic bag in the wind. It went up up up, moved east and west, then down. As you were walking through the parking lot, it was caught in your arms. You looked at it puzzled, not sure what...

Three days of rain

On Friday, coming back from watching the presidential debate at a friend’s house, I found myself walking alone on Bedford Avenue, in Williamsburg. It was about midnight. It was raining slightly, but the streets were still crowded and lively. Young artsy people were filling the bars, smoking on the sidewalk, eating pizza on a...

An urgent call to action

Dear friends, I know that many of you are passionate about this elections as I am, and want to see Barack Obama elected in November with all your heart. (if you are reading this post and you are planning to vote for McCain, that’s OK. But please, please, verify the information you take for...

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