info I wish I would have found on some website somewhere else
I am unsleeped, beautious birdsong, belong to be long.
a quick comedic essay about doing dishes under a communal living system. I wrote it for a magazine that then never used it as far as I know.
The following is a very personal account of what it was like living in 3.5 different communes over the last 6 years in Chicago. It’s meant to be a companion...
ethos, philosophy, principle, plan, structure, organization.
in which i compare the american bar scene to the war on terror