by Henry David Thoreau that summed up my reaction to the interviews: it was something to the effect that it is very difficult for people to get involvedand excited with the public good. How true!" I thought. It was so amazing, the way that quotation popped into my head - and so gratifying. (We have been studying Thoreau in my American Lit class.) Of course, it could have been Longfellow instead, but, anyway, doesn't that just prove how important education is for women? To be able to come out with the perfect quotation at precisely the right moment - that was an accomplishment! Yes indeed, this certainly supports my original thesis: All women should be college educated - especially older women. That is my sincere and unbiased opinion! Deception Endeavor endlessly to live, Existence isn't life! Live until you know for sure What living really is; Then you can face the world And shout, "IWEAR- MYCLOTHINGINSIDEOUT! Pam Wilson To Have I have much I have much to be had But if I had all that was to be had I would still have much to be had and still Not have. Christy Cox Did you hear that... Are you kidding, why I never even... Oh yeah, it's been goin on... But when... Don't say nothin but... Wow! I'm not sure but... Really? I wonder why she... Probably because... Keep it quiet though, so... Well, I bet the whole school knows by.. Yeah, it doesn't make much... I don't see how anybody could... COULD WHAT? GOSSIP? Pam Wilson "Whispering Words" Open up and let this be A gutless cell, No longer having dwelled a soul. My hands grasp and my nails Claw the filthy layer of rot That skim these inner walls. Yet the screeching echo from My mind crumbles and Remains as futile calls. Dawn lingers not, A night remains forever And I breath on, only Existing, never living. Oh damn this dank destructive Hole that binds my being so quick And offers not a helping hint, Only engulfing...Nay and shall Not spit, Not even when My skin turns brown and rots And stinks of the walls about, Not even then will I be free. So I will lay and suffer Long and grow and Dwell as it beckons me. Oh ye lowly creatures Who bid me here, You will live unknowingly Of the life You killed this moment... But someday, With His finer touch, You will die and lay And drink tears Because of what you've Done With a thrashing Tongue. Christy Cox "Incogitable" Challenging the chains That bind, Hoping to find what hasn't Been found And hoping it's not Too late To break The chains That bind. And if they break then What is there? Perhaps nothing Perhaps just Too late. Never worried Until now of When or Why or Even how... But now I fear what is Unknown I fear Myself. Christy Cox Loss Of Self Stiffened from a bitter night, Cold, distraught I stand, Wondering what I can do now, Or rather what I should. Doubts will overcome my mind: Doubts of self respect no more This person who has lost-For they'll survive as no one, No where, no time. You needn't worry over me, I am as good as dead. Pam Wilson