The best poet the world hasn't heard of. Yet.
This morning I posted this on Facebook on a closed fundraiser there. It’s starting to get so that I feel like I should share my things here.
This sounds harebrained. But, someone once said life makes sense if you can see it backwards. If you can see the end, you will know that the things that came before make sense.
Continue reading “Life’s Backwards View”On Thursday, April 14, 2022, at 2:22:35 p.m. I created a video for Spring Washam who needed to go to the hospital after she was bitten by a sand flea in Costa Rica. This is the video. I was having a bout of insomnia. Thus, the gravely voice.
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I took some time out from the world, the wars, the confirmation hearings of a black woman to the supreme court. I took a rest from my financial troubles of trying find a permanent place to live, to reunite with my shabby old grey and white cat, to write fiction.
Continue reading “If I Were Him”
I woke up with a sore throat and achiness again. What now? Stay home for 10 days?Last week, I thought the end game was finding a living place in which to cloister myself and never get COVID-19 again.
Continue reading “What’s the Endgame?”Thanks for trying but it’s not enough to recycle.
In the quest to find the source of racism and inequality, conscientious Americans today are like fish on a quest for water. I think I discovered the source of racism by the time I was four years old. The majority of white Americans realized something was ‘out there’ around May 25th, 2020, as they watched George Floyd die.
1a : lack of agreement the dissonance between the truth and what people want to believe especially : inconsistency between the beliefs one holds or between one’s actions and one’s beliefs — compare cognitive dissonance
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I vow to see who you are
completely and without fail
for this life
and five lifetimes after.
If you come back as a spider
and I come back as your mate,
even as I devour you
I will hold my abdomen
with two of my eight legs
and rock back and forth for a while
as I digest you
because I will
miss you already.
*My vision of contributing to healing the planetary consciousness may just consist of me healing my body and mind of inter-generational trauma and letting the rest follow. We’ll see where it goes.
Continue reading “My Vision is to Contribute To The Healing of The Collective Consciousness of The World*”Jimmy had been sitting over by the porch that day when one of them came around. The man asked my Jimmy, “Who’s that white woman over there?”
Mamie was taking care of little Jimmy just like his mama. Jimmy said, “She ain’t no white lady, sir. She ain’t nothing. She’s just my auntie.” He was around about eight.
A. M. Davis
Strength and security isn’t a constant for me. I don’t even know how much of those things I have. They may be fleeting. I have moments of fear, faith doubt anger.
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