a new year thought
January 1, 2008
Peace
and Prosperity
for the Poor
(for a change)
When I Become Santa
December 14, 2007
We move operations south
to Newark, Watts, Bronx
East LA and ten thousand
other empty places.
We begin to make toys for souls.
Peaceful and playful
thoughtful and joyous toys.
Now
unafraid and knowing –
we will walk this earth
giving gifts.
leave me alone for Christmas
December 10, 2007
Like in a glass-sided beehive,
the poor and dying press
against the window of my mind.
I cover the glass with candy canes
and Santas.
dear God
December 10, 2007
help us to understand
(not that we would change
anything)
God has no hands
December 10, 2007
God has no hands.
We are the ones
with the hands!
Aristoscale vs humanscale – a participatory poem by Christine, Jak, Qazse, and Z-freek
December 9, 2007
what if
we stopped
building mansions
what if
we began
to build ourselves.
our home
in our hearts
freedom
our home
in each other
humanity
our home
in love compassion
reality
gather round the glow that is everywhere
November 27, 2007
small mansion
two warm voices
thanksgiving
dirt hut
two warm voices
thanksgiving
qazse 