Monthly Archives: February 2008

the rain in spain falls mainly on the plains, but across the border it makes sludge out of everything, and your bus will bravely but shakily make its way north through it all; as in the medina yesterday you had … Continue reading →

what will they think of us in a thousand years? we leave so many traces of ourselves, but who will know us? will our languages last? all our film,  all our ink on paper. every second somebody’s filming something and … Continue reading →

the catch inherent in dichotomies of privilege is that nobody really wins. you come to understand that in a strange way, as an american in the “third world.” this is a piece i submitted to the women’s center’s newsletter a … Continue reading →

“you’re first in the world, but none of you can find peace. americanin meseken,” my friend says.  poor americans. “magharba meseken!,” i tell him. poor moroccans! “kul l’alem meskin,” he says. pity on all the world.