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4th November, 2002. 1:29 am. So, I wrote my very own manifesto...

In our Gender Studies class, we've read manifestos by various feminist groups. Our midterm assignment was to write our own, incorporating what we liked from the others and rejecting what we didn't like, and adding our own ideas. I thought I would share mine. Any comments would be welcome--especially before Monday at 2 PM!

( The Two Spectrums: Recreating the Sex/Gender System  )

Current mood: geeky.
Current music: "Ani Difranco With Indigo Girls - Not A Pretty Girl(live)".

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4th November, 2002. 1:14 pm.

Ok, so since this is my journal and I'm allowed to post whatever I want, I think I will extend its uses to postings of other peoples' writings as well...because some stuff is so good I wish I had written it in the first place, and it gives me something to which to aspire.

"A Perfect Sonnet"
by Bright Eyes

Lately I've been wishing I had one desire
Something that would make me never want another
Something that would make it so that nothing matters
All would be clear then
But I guess I'll have to settle for a for a few brief moments
And watch it all dissolve into a single second
And try to write it down into a perfect sonnet
Or one foolish line
Cause that's all that you'll get
So you'll have to accept
You are here and then you're gone
But I believe that lovers should be tied together
Thrown into the ocean in the worst of weather
Left there to drown
Left there to drown in their innocence
But as for me I'm coming to the final chapter
I read all of the pages and there's still no answer
Only all that was before I know must soon come after
That's the only way it can be
So I stand in the sun
And I breathe with my lungs
Trying to spare me the weight of the truth
Saying everything you've ever seen was just a mirror
You've spent your whole life sweating in an endless fever
And laying in a bathtub full of freezing water
Wishing you were a ghost
But once you knew a girl and you named her "Lover"
Danced with her in kitchens through the greenest summer
But autumn came, she disappeared, you can't remember
Where she said she was going to
But you know that she's gone
Cause she left you a song
That you don't want to sing
Singing, I believe that lovers should be chained together
Thrown into a fire with their songs and letters
Left there to burn
Left there to burn in their arrogance
But as for me I'm coming to my final failure
I've killed myself with changes trying to make things better
And ended up becoming something other
than what I had planned to be
All right
I believe that lovers should be draped in flowers
And laid entwined together on a bed of clover
Left there to sleep
Left there to dream of their happiness

Love,
Anita

Current mood: moody.
Current music: "In Between" by Jude.

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