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1915: Thoughts on Armenian Identity from a 4th-Generation Outsider | Dark, On the Prairie
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Dark, On the Prairie. Grab your things, I've come to take you home. 1915: Thoughts on Armenian Identity from a 4th-Generation Outsider. This is not only a timely reminder of the anniversary of the Armenian Genocide but a profound exploration of how complicated identity can become in American culture. A century removed from the dawn of a genocide that massacred individuals, stolen family legacies, and endangered an entire culture. Here we are. Here. Now. We are, still. 1,514 more words. You are commenting...
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Charleston | Dark, On the Prairie
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Dark, On the Prairie. Grab your things, I've come to take you home. I’m tired but I can’t get myself to sleep. I didn’t sleep much last night either. I sit at my desk in my bedroom. Outside it’s dark, warm, and humid. I can’t rest; I can’t sit still; my mind keeps turning and turning, spinning like the blades of a windmill in the face of an approaching storm. This entry was posted in Uncategorized. 1915: Thoughts on Armenian Identity from a 4th-Generation Outsider. Black Clark Kent →. Could not agree mor...
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What I Made Today | Dark, On the Prairie
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Dark, On the Prairie. Grab your things, I've come to take you home. What I Made Today. I have been feeling the all over blues. The who gives a shit about what I have to say, forget about will anyone read me tomorrow, will anyone read me. This malady has had me dragging myself around in my head for weeks. My writing has come to a dead standstill, the rest of my life leaving little space for the quiet I seem to need to create. Then today came this post. You may hate it or praise it; you may find it self-in...
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foul out | Dark, On the Prairie
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Dark, On the Prairie. Grab your things, I've come to take you home. Just something to jiggle your day a bit. More so than bliss,. Follow the scent of something off. Wrong, disgusting, foul,. Phey, phew, phuck, phlulahlah. What is rotten in your denmark? Can be just the thing to snag a thread. Then as you go about your day,. You will be unwinding the stitching. Who can’t watch the world without a running commentary,. Who separate all you see into piles. Of good for you. Not good for you. Ready now, you can.
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M.C. | Dark, On the Prairie
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Dark, On the Prairie. Grab your things, I've come to take you home. Author Archives: M.C. This is what I’m practicing today:. The next task in front me. That I’m capable of completing. Returning to the beginning. This could be as simple as putting dirty dishes in the dishwasher, or making breakfast, or sleeping if I’m tired. It could be as complex as revising an essay, or arranging alone time with my partner, or settling a dispute between my children. If you call yourself progressive and your movement is...
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On Leaving Academia for Art | Dark, On the Prairie
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Dark, On the Prairie. Grab your things, I've come to take you home. On Leaving Academia for Art. It’s not you; it’s me. From the beginning, I found you attractive. Your exhilarating Theories of Everything. Made my head spin, and oh, how you could. Talk It was like listening to French,. The way you could make sanitation. Workers on strike sound mmmm. So deliciously intellectual. For years. You served as my everything, making. Sense and even hope out of a sloppy world. The doubts first surfaced when I.
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In Community | Dark, On the Prairie
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Dark, On the Prairie. Grab your things, I've come to take you home. For almost as long as I can remember, living in communities has bedeviled me. As writing became the central activity my life and work, even those communities disappointed me. My experience in a creative writing program the competitiveness, pettiness, narrow-mindedness, and lack of generosity helped me realize that the love of art was no inoculation against meanness of spirit. And suggested by this blog. How Necessity Trumps Positivity.
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Black Clark Kent | Dark, On the Prairie
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Dark, On the Prairie. Grab your things, I've come to take you home. Whether anyone else wants to hear it or not. And so this acquaintance of mine, like anyone who discovers her or his secret super power, faces new challenges. What to do with this secret strength? Whether to keep it secret. Or whether, and how, to take off at long last the costume of How Things Are, reveal that burnished blackness underneath, and fly, whatever falls might await him. This entry was posted in Uncategorized.