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2016: LET HIM DIE
As the poet once wrote. by Kathleen Choe (actor/singer/writer) I’ve got nothing. Nothing except this stanza of the Tennyson poem In Memoriam in my mind: Ring out, wild bells, to the wild sky, The flying cloud, the frosty light: The year is dying in the night; Ring out, wild bells, and let him die. I think of this poem every year as the old year ends, but it’s usually the second stanza that sticks in my mind: Ring out the old, ring in the new, Ring, happy bells, across the snow The year is going, let him go; Ring out...
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Welcome to 2017, year of the FIRE ROOSTER. Seriously. By Alisha Giampola (writer/performer) Has anyone in this family ever seen a fire rooster? When I was little I loved looking at the Chinese zodiac paper placemats that would invariably be under your plate of egg rolls and duck sauce. I loved how arbitrary the parings of years to animals seemed. I loved that awesome or mystical creatures like dragons and tigers held the same positions of importance as goats and rats. I loved that animals who would never in real life hang out together were considered compatible as friends or...
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