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Truth is Stranger than Fiction
When I started this blog and chose “truth is stranger than fiction,” as the tagline, it was puzzling to people. Someone even reached out to correct, me, saying, “don’t you mean the truth is stronger than fiction?” No. Stranger is the word I meant. What it seeks to communicate is that nothing we can create can be… Continue reading
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There is a Movement in Stillness
I saw a sunflower bow to a bee without moving. It arched its stem, its petals already stretched wide and willing. There it waited for the wind to whistle the way it does when it pushes the flower forward, and here, the flower bowed. Beautiful and with grace, this sunflower let itself go in the… Continue reading
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What Are You Sacrificing?
Last week, I planned on introducing a new Black History Fun Fact Friday. I also planned on revealing the cover to the poetry contest magazine to my social media (which I will do tomorrow, time permitting). This was a busy week for me (more than usual). This isn’t to say that “busy” is a measure… Continue reading
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Behind The Original “Friends”
Note: Due to the content of this post I am filing it under Black History Fun Fact Friday. Erika Alexander (Max/Maxine Shaw/Pam, Living Single) did an interview with The Breakfast Club (I want to say it aired yesterday?? 1/29) that brought out some interesting facts. (Funny because she was not supposed to be a regular… Continue reading
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How Permanent is this Grief?
Something about sorrow sounds spiritual. It sounds like awakenings and revelations. Sounds like pacts and promises. Sounds contradicting too, like hope and despair are twins. We want to shackle ourselves to change. Something about sorrow got us questioning our own mortality. But how permanent is this grief? Where are we two years from now? Is… Continue reading
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When I’m Gone
You don’t have to mention my name Waste, not your resources Carving my initials into the ground Or on street signs and buildings Not near corners where future Martin Kings Will sell dope and brawl Until their quarrels leak With the accidental stench of death Over dice games I’m sure Dr. King didn’t expect his… Continue reading
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