The Magic Of The Street

I Walk Wherever My Errands Take Me.

The Battle With Men Who Explain Things Has Trampled Down Many Women - Of My Generation, Of The Up-and-coming Generation We Need So Badly, Here And In Pakistan And Bolivia And Java, Not To Speak Of The Countless Women Who Came Before Me And Were Not Allowed Into The Laboratory, Or The Library, Or The Conversation, Or The Revolution, Or Even The Category Called Human.

It's Hardly Surprising That The Corporate Aliens Lie When It Comes To The Relationship Between Doing Something About Climate Change And The Economy.

We Make Ourselves Large Or Small, Here Or There, In Our Empathies.

The Stars We Are Given. The Constellations We Make. That Is To Say, Stars Exist In The Cosmos, But Constellations Are The Imaginary Lines We Draw Between Them, The Readings We Give The Sky, The Stories We Tell.