Hi there! Welcome (back) to the pink room! Grab a seat, get comfortable… we might be here for a little while. I have been writing a lot of love letters lately. Maybe it speaks to the times. Or maybe it speaks to the isolation. or perhaps. the discovery of a vibrator four years ago. whoContinue reading “Insanity… a love letter”
Author Archives: Jamie
someone I love…
Welcome (back) to the pink room! Take a seat, get comfortable… we might be here for a little while. someone I love loves someone in the IDF A man whom I had never met. u n t i l that moment he broke open his chest to let me and perhaps 50 others inspect theContinue reading “someone I love…”
Survival (in part)
Welcome (back) to the pink room! Grab a seat, get comfortable… we might be here for a little while. Let me first begin and tell you I am afraid. I haven’t said much to you yet about the times we find ourselves in. I mean, in particular, us who find time moving in the bellyContinue reading “Survival (in part)”
After
Welcome (back) to the pink room! Grab a seat, get comfortable… we might be here for a little while. So the truth is I have been having a really hard time with the transition back to the States. But I thought for my own sanity, today I would give you an update. On all theContinue reading “After”
Why Guardians of the Galaxy Volume 3 is actually a profound meditation on the possibility of our humanity…
Hi all! Welcome (back) to the pink room! As always… grab a seat, get comfortable… we might be here for a little while. Join me for some poetry… Guardians of the Galaxy or perhaps the world of our dreams. They told me revolution only came one way And it was bloody Guns and military uniformsContinue reading “Why Guardians of the Galaxy Volume 3 is actually a profound meditation on the possibility of our humanity…”
Sun-Drenched: A Love Letter
Hey! Welcome back to the pink room. Grab a seat, get comfortable… we might be here for a little while. Can I write you a love letter? A love letter to the sun. I know. Maybe it’s silly. But it’s under the sun that all the beautiful things happen. Or. Maybe. 10 months in GermanyContinue reading “Sun-Drenched: A Love Letter”
Hey, I left. Apparently
Hi friends! Welcome (back) to the pink room. Grab a seat, get comfortable… we might be here for a little while Let me tell you now. This will probably be messy. So continue at your own risk… I guess Here we are. One week after leaving Germany. But if I am honest, it’s more likeContinue reading “Hey, I left. Apparently”
Choke on these Words
I have been stuck. I stopped writing because somehow it felt cruel to. I mean it felt empty. I mean what would I say. And it’s not a silence like before. The silence was instead the sound of feet marching on the ground. Of long sighs tucked in between the pages of every book IContinue reading “Choke on these Words”
Palestine, Gaza and Phosphoric Dreams
ATTEMPT #0 Ceasefire. Ceasefire NOW. Ceasefire FOREVER. A manifesto. To the world we need. To the world we dream. To the world where we all get free. End the Occupation. End Occupation. Cease the West. Cease a world built on nameless graves. Build a world of repair. of return. of reparation. Start dreaming. Start building.Continue reading “Palestine, Gaza and Phosphoric Dreams”
…Leaving Like Explorers Do
Hi there. Welcome (back) to the pink room! Grab a seat, get comfortable… we might be here for a little while. So we are back. Another Friday down. Again I will start by saying, if you haven’t read the intro post yet to this series, I would suggest starting there and then joining us backContinue reading “…Leaving Like Explorers Do”
From the Pink Room 