When I was a child, I was surrounded by grownups who wanted to be organizers
When I got a little older, this darkened.
As I reached my majority, I discovered a love for community organizing
Though I didn’t know what it was called then.
In my early 20’s, my life was drug-ridden
In my later 20’s, I wandered, and into my 30’s
And 40’s
And in my fifties I finally settled down, and down, and down
Walking the streets late at night
Leaving gifts on the front yards of strangers
Yeah a little creepy
Though they were nice gifts
And I never followed up because that would not be right.
After that I discovered organizing again
More on the surface
And I had this dream about a dark place of making
Where I kept driving everybody up a wall going around trying
To rearrange their pencils.
Now I’m still stuck being a jerk about pencils
I’m still lying to myself about pencils
It’s all about pencils sometimes.
– Miep Rowan O’Brien, near Halloween 2018
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