Category Archives: Justice
143 – And here I am, waiting for something to break my heart
On The Yucatán, I The northern boys fell at a palm tree, white sand concrete shoe box, where it was all foaming at the mouth and poison pools. I would’ve rather drowned in the cave bound to your belly and … Continue reading
124 – i keep some good secrets
In middle school I’d wait by the big tree in front of the mobiles at the end of the day, sitting on the electrical box (which we were not supposed to do) and waiting for my ride home. Once I … Continue reading
123 – Call it as you see it
It’s not just human trafficking, it’s slavery. It’s not just ethnic cleansing, it’s genocide.1 1 Ethnic cleansing and genocide have very different meanings, but I have still heard people use the term ethnic cleansing when meaning genocide, mostly to sound … Continue reading
118 – Dear United States (a free-write of frustration)
I am sorry. President Obama is making his first State of the Union address tonight, and I haven’t a clue what to expect. Americans (or at least politicos and journalists) are asking, What will he say about health care? Afghanistan? … Continue reading
105 – For this, I am thankful.
Knives for Cocoa A man with whom I’ll be traveling and I, we were cooking on a Sunday for a fundraiser for that trip. The two of us sautéed onions and tossed sauce and rolled tortillas in his apartment. This … Continue reading
Filed under Beautiful Things, Justice, Paper Journal
099 – What I Hate About American Apparel (and It’s NOT the Hipsters)
You may mock me for this, but I will fully admit it: some of American Apparel’s products send me into serious shopping lust. I remember my first Threadless shirt printed on AA product–its comfy cotton, its cute fit, and all … Continue reading
Filed under Justice, Snarkcastic
038 – inspirizzation
Whoever reads this,have a beautiful day.Peace. That was written on a red piece of paper folded and placed in the songbook I used at mass tonight. I wish I’d noticed what song it was in. Actually I did, but I … Continue reading
012 – On Satisfaction
I want to write some sort of all-encompassing final wrap-up to my Mexico entries, because I’ve already given you the stuff in my notebook and then some. But I can’t even face it. I don’t understand it. I don’t even … Continue reading
006 – I am on a bus, riding the roads of Mexico (Yucatán)
2008, junior 30, lunes 15:05Location: leaving Valladolid When I get home, I think I want to read the letters of Saint Paul. Romans so far seems beautiful and hopeful. These last two, three, four, five days have been too much … Continue reading
004 – Valladolid and Chemax
June 28, SaturdayLocation: Valladolid and Chemax [NOTE: I didn't actually write on the 28th, but I thought it was important to talk about, and I wrote some of this later anyway.] Our first day of work (“yesterday”) was isolating and … Continue reading
003 – Valladolid and Chemax
2008, June 27, viernes 16:16ish?Location: Valladolid and Chemax (the Mayan village) Today I ate some citrus fruit that was green on the outside and yellow on the inside. [EDIT: We found out that these were just unripened oranges. Good going, … Continue reading
