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November 9-10, 1938 - Kristallnacht

Son of man, keep not silent,
Forget not deed of tyranny
Cry out at the disaster of a people.
Recount it unto your children, and they unto theirs
From generation unto generation.
That hordes swept in, ran wild and savage,
And there was no deliverance.
Valiance and revolt, how the mighty are fallen,
The great in spirit and stout of heart
Walking to their death with a halo of eternity.

-Y. Bialer

Found on the wall of the entrance to Yad Vashem Memorial
Jerusalem, Israel


this goes out to the person who makes fun of me every time i use this word.  this person kept telling me it wasn't a word.  even when i told this person what it meant.  and i think that you know who you are. . .  well screw you.  i was right.    ha!       :P        ptthhhhhhhhhhpppppp!!

so when am i gonna get that apology?


so last week i had the pleasure of being down in dellyware on a tuesday.  this of course meant that i was able to go to the NAA, and i actually read something.  btw, did anyone read the corpses last night that we wrote last week?  i didn't really have the opportunity to get any kind of critique on the poem then, so here it is.


people generally stick the bronx with some kind of stigma, but i thought i would introduce all of you to my bronx, and my garden. . . .


I took a breath today.
Took a break from the words swimming on the page
Took a break from the smothering feeling I get when deadlines approach
Stepped outside.

Filled my head with Lily of the Valley scented air while
I took out my frustrations on the weeds in my garden
Ripped them out by the roots
Felt a small victory with each one
Now my flowers have the space to breath.

maybe that's really what i needed. . .


tagged by Mr. irish_caffeine

What is yours?
Explain yourself
Culinary: haagan daaz coffee ice-cream with fox's u-bet chocolate syrup do i really need to explain?
Literary: bad fashion magazines that promote unhealthy body images, and give bad relationship advice. it is definitely entertainment, although does it really count as literature?
Audiovisual: "The Surreal Life" Past cast lists have included; Vanilla Ice, Eric Estrada, Janice Dickenson, Mini-me, Pepa (from Salt and Pepa), Flavor Flav, and Charo. If that isn't entertainment I dunno what is.
Musical: gwen stefani's "love. angel. music. baby." fuck off. and you don't need to tell me it's crap. i am aware. i don't care. eat me.
Celebrity: Johnny Depp celebrities may come and go but johnny depp will always be sexy

Now I tag:-

diva_dot azureflame bartero blackstone and quixote82

to complete this same Quiz, Its HERE.


A work in progress. . . with no title:

I closed my eyes and found you
right where I needed you to be.

In between reason and fantasy
Where all my greatest fears lay,
and hope becomes
my desperate attempt towards salvation.

It is only in the place that I am truly
my terrified self.

I feel. . .
I feel uninspired.
Restless and Lazy

My muscles ache to do work,
but my mind is tired of its strain
Sleep comes uneasily

I need a gun to my head to quell my boredom.
I've spent days finding imperfections in the spackle on my walls.

I'm ready for a change
and I am petrified as to what it might be.


i'm bored. . . so here's a meme

If you read this, if your eyes are passing over this right now, (even if we don't speak often) please post a comment with a COMPLETELY MADE UP AND FICTIONAL memory of you and me.

It can be anything you want - good or bad - BUT IT HAS TO BE FAKE.

When you're finished, post this little paragraph on your blog and be surprised (or mortified) about what people DON'T ACTUALLY remember about you.


nigel sent this to me. . . .

in the spirit of enjoying watching skating in the olympics -----

i love it
so its been like over a month since i posted anything (publicly anyway).

first i wanted to thank matt and hannah for finally coming up to visit me. . . there was much fun to be had.. . . . . .
and for roberta visiting me as well even if she was up here for work anyway.

and thanks to christina and lou for joining in on the fun on friday night.

i am anxiously waiting to hear from the schools i applied to . and if all goes how i want it to, i will be going to nyu in the fall.

as far as my f-ed up knee goes. i am done with physical therapy, only because the problem remaining can't be helped by p.t. i will be getting a couple cortisone injection, and if that doesn't work then i will be going for surgery. . . . again. yay plica syndrome!

an another note. . .NYC is cold as hell right now and the wind is really kicking.

oh, and my piece of shit laptop is broken. . . but for the first time it is my fault. perhaps this will speed up the process of getting a new one that my parents promised me for my graduation. i'm gonna be getting a Mac.


Anna Victoria

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