Ginny Browne

P.S. 81, Fieldston, Laguardia HS, Simon's Rock College, Vista CC, UC Santa Barbara

Good Old Lower East Side, Jews for Racial and Economic Justice

"It is time to speak your truth. Create your community. And do not look outside yourselves for the leader... We are the ones we have been waiting for."

currently reading: heaven's coast (mark doty), no surrender (david gilbert), stir it up (rinku sen), astrology for the soul (jan spiller), streets of hope (medoff and sklar), the diary of frida kahlo... always seeking out: memoirs that expand possibilities, poetry that gives me hope, and critical theory that attests to the value of lived experience

Eternal Sunshine of the Spotless Mind, Fourth World War, Il Postino, Born in Flames, Love and Death, Thelma and Louise, Breaking Away, But I'm a Cheerleader, Together (swedish film), Crossing Delancey, Harold and Maude, La Dolce Vita, Some Like it Hot, The Big Lebowski, 9 to 5, Little Shop of Horrors, LOTR, Little Miss Sunshine, When Harry Met Sally

springsteen, sweet honey in the rock, neko case, iron + wine, the weavers, david rovics, ursula rucker, patsy cline, the lovers, shakira, cadallaca, paris, sleater-kinney, nina simone, postal service, sarah dougher, bessie smith, the coup, team dresch, manu chao, medusa, mystic, sam cooke, saffire, gaye adegbalola, mirah, etta james, irma thomas, goapele, dar williams, apani b, dinah washington, marvin & tammi, tracy nelson, italian opera, and many, many, many a broadway musical...

Gemini

There's no place in this world where I'll belong when I'm gone
And I won't know the right from the wrong when I'm gone
And you won't find me singin' on this song when I'm gone
So I guess I'll have to do it while I'm here

And I won't feel the flowing of the time when I'm gone
All the pleasures of love will not be mine when I'm gone
My pen won't pour out a lyric line when I'm gone
So I guess I'll have to do it while I'm here

And I won't be running from the rain when I'm gone
And I can't even suffer from the pain when I'm gone
Can't say who's to praise and who's to blame when I'm gone
So I guess I'll have to do it while I'm here

Won't see the golden of the sun when I'm gone
And the evenings and the mornings will be one when I'm gone
Can't be singing louder than the guns when I'm gone
So I guess I'll have to do it while I'm here

All my days won't be dances of delight when I'm gone
And the sands will be shifting from my sight when I'm gone
Can't add my name into the fight while I'm gone
So I guess I'll have to do it while I'm here

And I won't be laughing at the lies when I'm gone
And I can't question how or when or why when I'm gone
Can't live proud enough to die when I'm gone

So I guess I'll have to do it while I'm here

- phil ochs

critical mind. revolutionary heart. abounding laughter.