Killing joy as a world making project. I am sharing some words I gave recently at a vigil. There are no notes or references; these are spoken words. I will have more to share soon. Solidarity with my fellow killjoys, with those marching for a different life. For those of us who live at the shoreline.

Tuesday, August 11, 2015. A man I talked with in a bar in Berlin. Once read poetry, he said, with passion, served. With distinction in an army he loathed. As we parted, to avoid epiphanies as I would gunfire. The sentiment of goodly things. The birds are back at the feeder. Now the air is warmer.

8220;Some of you are my facebook friends, and if you are, you know that I have been agonizing over this panel. It is incredibly intimidating to be the sole no-name. I feel like there are all of these amazing, talented, well-known peopleand me. I am both humbled and terrified to be standing before you today. I used to teach 9. We all know that code! Single life.

Adding flavor and texture to your world through story. A satisfaction with the land. Pūkuʻi, 1983, p. As a result of yet another disease attacking our bodies, and our people, slowly.