To whom it may concern:

I just wanted to write a post to all the people I encountered today and the thousands just like them. Apparently your parents didn’t teach your many important life lessons, and I think thats a shame, so I take it upon myself to bring you up to speed.

See, there are just some things that are not okay.

1. It is not okay to crumple up a coupon and throw it at a cashier because she told you that you may not use two coupons for the same item. That my friend, is immature and nothing short of a temper tantrum. I imagine you were the child I saw rolling on the floor in the toy aisle in about 1996. So now that you know you can’t have everything that you want, I expect these displays to cease immediately.

2. It is not okay to roll your eyes and huff and puff because somebody is in your way in a crowded aisle at the grocery store. In fact, this response is never called for. There is something called restraint and composure. It is a learned habit. Truly classy and professional people are set apart by this trait.

3. There are things that are worth raising your voice over. These things include:

  • A situation in which there is imminent danger to a person or group of people.
  • Injustice.
  • Celebration of a happy occurrence.
  • Trying to find a lost person or pet.

The following are things which do not call for a raised voice:

  • Inconveniences related to fast food or luxury items.
  • A driving situation in which your ability to drive recklessly was impaired.
  • Not being given what you want regardless of rules or reasonable guidelines that are beyond the power of the person bearing the message.

I expect these displays to cease immediately as well.

4. Passive Aggression. This response is simply the lack of maturity and confidence needed to explain ones thoughts in a direct and civil manner. With tact, you can express the most controversial sentiments without losing your composure.

The majority of these issues are a result of a lack of respect and concern for other human beings, as well as an over-inflated sense of entitlement and self centeredness. Learning that you are not the center of the universe and that other people are important too is step number one in being a real member of society. Remember, the most important form of government is self-government.

What’s that? you never learned that as a child?

I know.

We all know.

It goes.

Blinding white,
endless monotony,
my eyes are telling me I’ve been here before.

Yellow light,
and a soundless cacophony,
I don’t want to hear anymore.

and on and on and on and on it goes, (x2)

Chorus:
I hate the winter days,
when I cannot feel my heart,
and the fire inside me is turning to ashes,
I need to find a way,
to keep my bones from growing so cold,
but the spark has died and I can’t find the matches.

Steel grey sky,
where is the reason?
To carry on this empty shadow dance?
Oh I try, but I choke on the irony,
of the spinning circle keeping the whole world entranced..

and on and on and on and on it goes (x2)

(bridge)
And on and on and on…
another lonely setting sun,
I can’t believe that its only december..
time is crawling by,
I feel trapped under the sky…
what is sunlight?  I can’t remember..

Chorus:
I hate the winter days,
when I cannot feel my heart,
and the fire inside me is turning to ashes,
I need to find a way,
to keep my bones from growing so cold,
but the spark has died and I can’t find the matches.

Rebecca Marshall ’14

Blackbird

I dreamed that I became a blackbird,

so I could fly away,

from all my nightmares, all the things

I felt were chasing me.

My nightmares then they followed suit,

and became an angry man,

so I flapped my wings in frantic flight,

to escape his outstretched hand.

I lighted on rooves and ridgepoles,

he climbed up ladders and stairs.

I cried out hoping that someone would save me,

But nobody could hear.

So when I awoke from my dreaming,

I felt I’d crossed the world,

and I still feel a flutter of

panic and fear every time

I see a blackbird.

Rebecca Marshall ’14

Alone

It’s a strange feeling, When you realize you’re alone
all the ones you thought would be there, will only let you down
It’s a hard feeling, not knowing where to go
because anyone you turn to, only knows as much as you know.

So who do I run to, where do I go?
when I need to find an answer
when you realize you’re alone in the universe
that’s where it starts…

It’s the thought of home and the feeling of pain,
fresh like the smell of earth after rain,
When I’m unable to give my feelings a name,
because something’s missing from me.

It’s a strange feeling, to not know what you need
you wonder if this hollowness is how it’s meant to be
It’s hard feeling, to realize that the touch,
of another human being, will never be enough,

So who do I run to, where do I go?
When I need to find an answers
when you realize you’re alone in the universe
that’s where it starts…

It’s the thought of home and the feeling of pain,
fresh like the smell of earth after rain,
When I’m unable to give my feelings a name,
because something’s missing from me.

Because we’re all so alone here,
we’re all so alone here,
and til you come to terms with that dear,
you’ll just feel hollow in your bones.

It’s an emotion  all familiar
everyone has been there,
when we try to be so strong,
but all we want is to be held, in someone’s arms..

Copyright – Rebecca Marshall 2014

Fire of fernweh

There is honestly nothing like travel. My blood will forever burn with fernweh to visit faraway places.
The feeling of stepping into a place and thinking “This is the world.” Being overwhelmed with senses that cause me to feel so many potent thoughts.  Things such as a dingy incandescent light in a lonely airport café, the sounds of a foreign tongue, or the first gust of wind that touches your face in an unfamiliar country. The earth is meant to be experienced that way.  Walking through a city thousands of miles from your birthplace, looking into the clear eyes of a complete stranger and saying “Hello” – That is living.

Rebz ’13