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Pain of birth
On May 7 I wrote an article titled Wringing the cloth of blood. Little did i know it would be foreshadowing another death of another black man at the hands of police. George Floyd would be brutally murdered in Minnesota just … Continue reading
wringing the cloth of blood
I wake this morning with a memory that still haunts my heart. It was 30 years ago when my young brother was jogging in Wilmington, NC. My uncle had allowed him to jog the short distance home after a drive … Continue reading
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Oh the shame
What in the world has happened to us? Yesterday I read of an incident on an airline of a man punching a seat of a woman sitting in front of him who had reclined her seat. He was apparently sitting … Continue reading
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Creeping in the night
Yesterday I saw a 13 year old kid hanging out on a local street corner in the late evening. I wondered why he was there and not at home playing some video game or just sitting in front of the … Continue reading
what is
I once had someone tell me whenever folks are celebrating 50 years of wedded bliss instead of blindly congratulating, maybe we should ask how much soul they have left and what has been given up along the way. With regards … Continue reading
The fingers of death
Last week I was in Death Valley on a 12 day vision fast being with living and dying. I sat in the desert contemplating the things in my life that no longer serve. I thought about my own death and … Continue reading
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Grief of Loss
Please excuse my laziness as I have not put word to computer in quite some time. Life has a funny way of sidelining a body and taking one away from the creative endeavors. I sit here with my coffee thinking … Continue reading
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the more things stay the same
When I was 5 I asked my daddy for a pair of roller skates. I had seen the big roller skating rink in our town and I had seen the boys and girls who went there every Saturday. I had … Continue reading
A different terrain 