Monday, August 31, 2009

#6 Postcard: Sunrise Over Fallujah


Dear Uncle Richie,

Victor Rios got a huge package today. Everyone gathered around because they always do when someone gets a package, just in case its food. As he opened the package it said it was from Wyoming. Victor told us he ordered a monkey necklace from Wyoming but it was just a small thing; it wouldn’t need a box as big as the one was opening. Attached to a huge stuffed monkey was a note saying, “I’m so proud of what you boys are doing over there so I'm sending you this monkey instead of the small one you won on the eBay auction. Enjoy!”

Yours,

Robin

Saturday, August 29, 2009

#5 Postcard: Sunrise Over Fallujah


Dear Uncle Richie,

We walked in to a coffee shop today and were surprised to see that it was being used as a medic facility. There were many people inside laying on floors and tables. A few people were in critical condition, it was horrible to see. I saw a man with more blood on his robe than any man should ever lose. He had beads in his hands as he dropped them I picked them up and put them back in his fingers. I don’t know if he could see me, but he looked.

Yours,

Robin

on marriage

'Will you, um, marry me?' I haven't seen you in weeks! You don't look happy or excited about the prospect of our marriage! You're asking me to give up my - my freedom, my joie de vivre for an institution that fails as often as it succeeds? And why should I marry you anyway? I mean, why do you wanna marry me? Besides some bourgeois desire to fulfill an ideal that society embeds in us from an early age to promote a consumer capitalist agenda?