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It was a pleasure to burn. - Ray Bradbury, Fahrenheit 451

'Cause Sadie moved like water poured
The shapes she shaped had angels floored
She knew her walk turned wind to fire
A wink from Sadie turned brains to mire"
-Tim Seibles, The Ballad of Sadie LaBabe

Saturday, November 19, 2005


she sat lonely on the bed
wondering about the uncertain future
what ever will happen?
how will it all turn out?

he walked down the street
curious as to her true feelings
should he call her?
how will it all turn out?

she opened a book
a journal of her thoughts
she had written about him
once or twice before

he came so close
to knocking on her door
he stood in the same position
that he had once or twice before

not even in her journal
could she write these thoughts
she had truly never felt this way before
and she was torn

he pulled his hand back
upon deciding not to knock
his desire for her overwhelmed him
and he was torn

she loved him, for sure
but her anger at him
could not be ignored
oh, but the way he made her feel

he wanted her in his life
that much he knew for certain
he knew he had made a mistake
when he thought of how she made him feel

she was angry, yes
but maybe she had overreacted
he had strayed from her
just for one night

that dreaded night
where the decision he made
fucked up his whole world
because of just one night

she knew he loved her
but she was so mad
that he had cheated on her
she thought they were wonderful

he slept with another
some strange desire had overcome him
how he could go back
to when they were wonderful

she curled up on the bed
after days of crying
she would call him, forgive him
that was what she decided.

he still stood on her doorway
remembering how angry she was
he had to knock, to ease her pain
that was what he had decided.

she answered the door
already knowing who it was
for a second, she stopped
just looking in to his eyes

she was beautiful
and her pain was all his fault
because he had no idea what to say
he just looked deep into her eyes

she hugged him first
intending that to be all
but when she touched him
all was forgiven.

he wanted to kiss her
but she had hugged him instead
still confused, he embraced her
but when she smiled, he knew all was forgiven.

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The Sneetches by Dr. Seuss. This is one of my absolute favorite stories. Focusing on prejudice, it demonstrates the silliness of segregating people based on categories (race, religion, gender, etc). The story's strength is that it shows just how arbitrary these categories are.

The Yellow Wallpaper by Charlotte Perkins Gilman. In this classic story, a new mother suffering from what we might today call 'post-partum depression,' sinks into a still-deeper depression invisible to her husband, who believes he knows what is best for her. Alone in the yellow-wallpapered nursery of a rented house, she descends into madness.

Lies My Teacher Told Me (1995) - James Loewen

The Covert War Against Rock (2000) - Alex Constantine

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(both quotes from Lewis Carroll's "Alice's Adventures in Wonderland," available in full-text here.)