Old Blog: Purge.

If there can ever be a time when I need to purge, it is when I am up at 5am after being up for 2 hours contemplating the moves of my next day, when I imagine that in a few hours the simple actions of removing things from my office is both shameful and impossible,…

Old Blog: The changing face of sickness.

Sickness is not just symptomsSickness is not just the plagueNor the cureSickness is the door I walk throughThat separates meFrom meSickness points to deathAnd on the other side is life againBut differentNo matter how small the sneezeNor how large the cancerSickness is a passageOn me on the other is me without pain

To white skinned penis carriers:

Poof! Now you can see that you are racistsexistand classist That is the cross you bearIt is what you have inheritedAnd what has been hidden from you And no amount of denying it will shake off that crown You must come to see where what and how your inheritanceimplicates youin the misfortune of others You…

Old Blog: My horoscope courtesy of Yahoo astrology.

“To really start feeling good, you need to forgo the useless quest for perfection.” I cannot tell, as I sit here now, whether or not I am on a quest for perfection. But something about that horoscope shakes me. But does a quest for something actually require the possibility of attaining it? Really, what this…

Old Blog: Need I say…

…perhaps there was a different way… But buying a gun is possible for anyone. And sometimes, it seems to me,When one is taught how to be such a good consumer,People are better at buying their happiness,Then making friends,Or finding inner peace,Or exercising,Or… Well, really, all that we’re taught is how toBuy our wayOut. What did…

Old Blog: Oh my friends in theatre…

To my friends out thereWho truly understandWhere I am coming from Let us join handsAnd wait for the dayWhen these usurpers of die. Then let us storm the theatresAnd show the world what is. I dieasI sit in a theatregrumblingwatchingshit. Who is responsible?It is only a matter of timeBefore they dieAnd hopefully we’ll have a…

What will come out of me next?

Is it a quality that should be admired, or a curse? Maybe a little of both. I can’t help myself. No matter how much in advance I prepare myself to keep silent, still, patient, generous–at the appropriate moment, poof, out it comes. A stream of consciousness, or a prickly question. I’ve an amazing habit of…

Faith: A New Beginning #1

Faith walked out on her porch, smelling the fresh morning air, hoping that the evergreen scent would remain. As the trees above her shifted and swayed, the sun danced over her face . This day was unlike any other day; this day was a new beginning. Faith knew that she was no longer confined to…

Rerun Faith: Betrayal Episode One

In this episode of Faith: Betrayal we find Faith sitting on the doorstep of her trailer in South Western New Jersey. FAITH: Why do I always sit around these stinking trailers? Like I have nothing better to do. Mrs. Rupert, a seamstress for a small clothes manufacturing plant in the area speaks to Faith. MRS.…

Fate.

This is the path, from beginning to now. If postmodernism, then no hierarchies.If no hierarchies, then no meaning of life.If no meaning of life, then no good and no bad.If no good and no bad, then all is is.But since I am not all, and no good and no bad, then something else makes the…

And the Silence Runs Dry.

It’s like there are magic words floating around that cause others to attend to me with silence. I would that I knew how they could be unlocked. I wish that there was a magic person in this world with the energy to continually parley emails back and forth, someone who has no problem responding immediately…

The dialogue that started the battle within.

I looked him in the eye. Contemplating his proposal. “You see her. She’s the goal. You can’t hide from it. Everywhere you turn, there she is. You know you want that prize. The world has made sure of it. And your stubborn refusal to play the game is pointless. You can no more fail to…

With each new dayee.

Despite the apparitions of fear and loneliness that invade me during the night, I find the morning to be refreshing. So good morning to you. I embrace the darkness and the light and the twilight and the missed light and the moonlight. Here’s an excerpt of a new theatre piece I am writing: LOC: You…

When and how does it end?

There’s a time for love; a time for war; a time for smiles; and a time for now. My floss was hiding in the box of Q-tips. But the loss of floss made me feel completely paranoid again. 2nd day in a row. I will write here over and over and over and over again.…

Rerun Faith: Prayer Episode #1

In this episode of Faith: Prayer, we find Faith lying with her momentary lover. He is nude and breathing quietly. FAITH: Oh dear Lord. Let my momentary lover enjoy his momentary status. Let my momentary lover take everything I give him, and ask for nothing more. Oh dear Holy One, may everything work out to…