this happened to me last year. i was writing about the UN Commission on Human Rights (which turned out to be the last one, say true) and i realised that i was being extremely glib about very serious things. i forced myself to write an apology to all my readers as my tone and presentation…
Tag Archive: Trauma
los angeles’ memory haunts my reverie
since i don’t always go directly to my friend’s pages to see what’s up and what’s new, i decided to subscribe to everyone’s blog, even if they don’t have a blog i subscribed just in case they are ever to write one. this is fascinating, reading about moments in different people’s lives and adventures all…
an uncertain love letter to Old Journals
written on the last pages of a blue and white covered journal made of recycled paper from india, with a free tibet sticker on the front. the last two pages are blank for some reason and i write: there is something to be said for keeping the past in the pastwhere there is no point…
a love letter to Fear
written on a black velvet postcard in the blank space which is also black, but where i write with silver ink: your presence in my life brings hysterical blindness.i don’t like it, even less than i like you.where there is no need for a stamp because like God, you are everywhere:april 16, 2006granada, spaini need…
a love letter to Panic Attacks
written within the inlaid carving of a confessional just below the window: you remind me that Fear’s hold on me has not been relinquished.above the window where a stamp would look very small:granada, spainapril 16, 2006i spent all day yesterday in your vicious grip.Creator, help me to let go.
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