By Julia Wilson My 21-year-old son and I are wearing, by happenstance, matching pairs of Birkenstocks. Yes, we live in a city which is the epitome of the liberal East Coast. I spend my days chatting with people who I wholly agree with on the subject of Democrats vs. Republicans, Trump, abortion, vaccines, social services, … Continue reading Patchouli
GATHERING OF THE TRIBES, 1967
By Bruce Hodder There is confetti in your black hair, Allen Ginsberg. The sky is a dharmakaya blue. A young Jonas Mekas is filming you as you play your tiny Asian finger cymbals. Young people take each other’s hands and dance, eyes watching, fifty-one years later, on devices that haven’t been invented yet.
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