Written by Edna St. Vincent Malay & read by Skye Cleary
And what are you that, wanting you, I should be kept awake As many nights as there are days With weeping for your sake? And what are you that, missing you, As many days as crawl I should be listening to the wind And looking at the wall? I know a man that's a braver man And twenty men as kind, And what are you, that you should be The one man in my mind? Yet women's ways are witless ways, As any sage will tell,— And what am I, that I should love So wisely and so well?
Written & read by Elana Seplow-Jolley
And then I take all the pieces, the loose ones coming apart off the fray
I sift them slow between my fingers and the table
small fractals of glass coming off to lodge
in the grooves of the wood where I have
placed my hands before.
And I lay my hands there over the pieces and I begin—
I slide them back and forth, back and
forth with no mind to the sting
until the faces are smoother
and less defined
the edges more
And when I forget they are there
I dust my hands absently against my shins
press my face close to the table
and see the pattern there all along.
You are not the one for me, I whisper.
No, you are not the one.
My fingers trace the tiles
into their proper quiet places.
freedom Written & read by Dan Chung
guessing turn by turn wandering a labyrinth circular time loss leisure time squandered spent choosing labor wages believed not a slave eat sleep drink shit sex mechanical life fulfilled wild horses roam money only buys what others willingly sell short-term shortcut fix
what is a human? vehicle for energy cosmic channeler
blessed nature's embrace wind water plants soil sun earthly baptism
the kingdom's treasure reserved for those that seek with- out expectation
ecstatic open heart available to all here today's eternal from womb to graveyard chance to build a sacred life worthy of worship