The plastic ghouls and rope nets, wired spiders in frozen creep, this cemetery of street, this house cobwebbed in gauze of pretend decay, and along front window, the letters of her name, inked and hung with care. One wants to read “Happy Halloween” there, but instead these letters, more ache, more memorial, renders whole house …
A closer look at electoral college reform, the future of democracy, and the college scandal that affects us all The 2020 election places America at an historic crossroad in our nation’s identity; we must choose between an idealized past and a future born from a culmination of battles fought and won to bring equal measure …
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and i wonder where jacob’s people were from before the great migration carried them north maybe they from down round cane river like my people blake is a family name for me i am but one black man removed from being bridgette bianca blake that man a young bull who married baby doll a blake …
MILITANT SOLUTIONS Objects Walking while Black Playing while Black Driving while Black Jogging while Black Sleeping while Black Breathing while Black Can we do that? NHIs that are Human Beings They got Triangles, Squares, Rectangles, circling the seen Getting rid of the objects is part of the training Death to Breonna Taylor Death to …
Wicked I heard you say, “I don’t have a racist bone in my body,” And I believe you Except racism is not stored in the bones It matriculates in the heart Flows through the blood Then corrodes the mind Eventually spewing its way out of the mouth Manifesting itself into the form of hatred That …
For George Floyd Help me… I can’t breathe… He’s going to kill me… Trigger finger, counterfeit bill, telling the officer he can’t breathe 15 times, one time too many. Taking another black man’s life Eight at night, eight minutes of pleading, a two-minute video, one body to be buried. A cop with hands in …
After Silver Lake residents fashioned a memorial to unarmed Black American citizens killed by police last month, volunteers have augmented their efforts. The two-mile memorial – created with multi-colored fabric woven into chain-link fence spelling out names of about 200 individuals – now includes laminated biographies, further detailing lives and how they were cut short. …
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I Raised Her I did not deliberate for days and days over what would be my baby’s name while she kicked, tossed and turned, then slept in my womb while I caressed her through the skin of my belly, comforted I could protect her because she and I were still part of the same form, …
When I need comfort, I turn to the countenance of Congressman John Lewis. This is one of those times. I could make a list of names and souls who have been stolen from our presence, from those who love them, from those of us who inhale the pain of distortion, discrimination, outright murder and racism …
It seems to me dance is needed more urgently than ever these days. What language is there that is more universal, more visceral, and more immediate with which to try to make sense of the senseless violence and violations happening in our world today? How else do we respond when there is a deluge of …
The Ancient drum When the anceint drum is beaten Gba gudu gba gudu The evil spirit dance for the taste of blood Gba gudu gba gudu When the lost can’t dance to it Gba gudu gba gudu Only the son of the soil knows the rhythm Gba gudu gba gudu The sound increase in rhythm …
The Only Good Thing About Death the only good thing about death is the death of something bad: it is no surprise my neighbor’s wives prayed for the death of their husband’s drunk smiles. some people said some people killed some people, instead some informed people said good people killed the bad ones the way …
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This Fire This Fire has been burning since Columbus Been burning since Slave Patrols Became Police Patrols (one in the same) Been burning since they burned us alive at picnics Used our skin as lampshades Cant hide in the shade and hope for a cool breeze to calm us You tried to fire bomb us …
In the summer of 2013, I spent a week in the Tucson-sector of the US-Mexico border with No More Deaths, “a humanitarian organization based in Southern Arizona” that works to end the death and suffering of migrants crossing in the desert, when I had driven a carload of donations to their desert office in Arivaca, …
Serving Movements for Peace from the Deserts of Arizona to the Streets of L.A. Read More »
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