Lives are like retractable pencils ( Read more... )

The Gangs were strange ( Read more... )

I was just getting to ( Read more... )

The paper was yellow ( Read more... )

"He that questions whether God made the world, the Indian will teach him. I must acknowledge I have received in my converse with them, many confirmations of those two great points; first, that 'God is;' second, 'that he is a rewarder of all them that diligently seek him.'"

-Roger Williams. 1643. In "A Key into the Language of America," ch. 21.

I don't want to be tired any more. I don't want to be busy any more. I don't want to be smart any more.

History of Judaism (3 cr ( Read more... )

I realized something about Jazz music recently. I have been listening to Jazz here and there for a long time, but I cannot recall a single song I've ever heard. In fact, I can't even remember a single song the band played at the Jazz Bistro on Friday night. I remember that Jimmy Cobb seemed to have four arms and three drum sets, the way he played ( Read more... )

fall on window
(drop on pain)
ringing earlets
(going insane)

but "rain on my face
on a dark (but hopeful) day..."

Everyone was paying attention to the glaring display of lights and pyrotechnics, so no one noticed the stoned girl in the back giving birth to her would-be retarded baby girl, Stella. Michael stood by, also stoned, with the excuse of inebriation to act the same way any man would have: helplessly gripping her hand, rather being gripped by it, and ( Read more... )