for where we are is hell: Archive

for where we are is hell

January 2011

40 posts

Shakesville: Dreaming of Sunlit Sidewalks →

“So I stand on the beach, digging my toes into the sand, gripping my teaspoon until my knuckles turn white, and I face the tsunami coming toward me. And I wonder how to reconcile the knowledge I can never do enough with the fierce urgency nestled within the depths of my will to do something.”