Lord, we see a star but what does a star mean? What language does it speak? What song does it sing? And why does it reel when the others hold fast? We’ve studied the signs all our lives. We know the path the lion takes across the sky, the twins, the bear, the man: twisting the cords of our fate as they turn in their dance. But this star, that hangs so low and burns so bright it weaves like... Read more
Lord, I’ve been a fool too wise to hope, too sane to dream my eyes so dim with learning I could only believe what I could see. The witches and the women the poets and the priests the madmen and the beggars they all looked the same to me raving about some other world hidden behind our own and the day when our world would roll up like a scroll and the blind see and the lame stand and the... Read more
I thought wisdom was a book that only certain men could read, laws cut in stone by God’s finger, a king’s secrets. But she was a woman, calling in the street who everyone who passed by pretended not to see. She called the king a beggar she called the rich man mad she called the beauty crippled she called the teacher dead. And when she saw I listened, she took my hand and told me that although my life was... Read more
I felt like such a real-live grown up today. Celebrating Christmas in my own house, with my own hubster and my own babies while cookin’ my own good food and setting my own traditions for the first time in my life. Every other year we’ve been at my Ma’s or Dave’s ‘rents & leaving the following day for InterVarsity’s rotating triennial missions and black student conferences. This was first year I felt finally ready to do our own thing, to... Read more
Dear Jesus, now you know I wouldn’t mind these… But what I really need from you is to: (more…) Read more
When Dave & I decided to hitch ourselves together until the cold, clammy hands of death separated us I looked my besties directly in the eyes and said, “we’ll move back to Detroit in 2 years.” “Promise,” they asked with slight mistrust. “I promise,” I said with bold confidence. Dave & I thought we’d give “the zoo,” a two-year trial period before packing up our little family and heading back to the Nation’s crime capital. We have been in the... Read more
Do I LOVE Malcolm Gladwell because he’s biracial, has big hair & looks like my long lost brother? (more…) Read more
The moon is right The spirits up We’re here tonight And that’s enough (more…) Read more
I know it’s hard to believe but a long time ago I was out of my eva-lovin’ mind. I never meant to float through high-school without a sense of self-worth or value, life just happens that way. Growing up with a Daddy in prison didn’t help much. Growing up with a sexually abusive Daddy pretty much put the final nail in my coffin. (more…) Read more
My deep thoughts on “wordless Wednesday” blog posts: “Wordless Wednesday” posts should also include less-words-than-normal for people like me, who have no ability to shut-up under any circumstances. Not even for a “wordless wednesday” post. Okay, now on to business… Eyes puffy & red, nearly swollen shut, green puss in eyes, nose & hardened onto eyelashes. My po baby! The 2nd of morning of Rhys waking up looking like a crazy hot mess, so we are off to the Doctor!... Read more
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