There was a challenge on tumblr to make a poem about this print. This is my entry. The Blue Skull In the mud of a hollow well, my bones rotting lie in the darkness of the day Black bugs crawl through the digits of my toes digging holes in the place where flesh once lay … Continue reading
My Father (Dr. Charles A. Hunter) often spoke of race issues and was a member of the Dallas Police Relations board. I learned a lot from listening to him. On the news, I heard that another black man has been shot and killed by a white policemen. I frowned, and walked on. On social media, … Continue reading
http://kck.st/1bPRPwb A friend pointed me to this TED talk today. In it the author is talking about how it is important to write more than one story about a people or people will have stereotypes about them because they know so little about their culture. Well the same is true about the future of humans … Continue reading
The end brings silence. Clearing the stage so that we can begin anew..
TODAY I STOOD ALONE. OUTSIDE OF EVERYTHING, ON A NEVER ENDING PLANE OF BLUE. ALONE, BUT WITHOUT LONELINESS. SEPARATE, BUT WITHOUT ISOLATION. UNFEELING, BUT WITHOUT EMPTINESS. FROM THE OUTSIDE, I COULD SEE EVERYTHING AS IT IS. WITHOUT BEING A PART OF IT. WITHOUT LOVE. WITHOUT FEAR. WITHOUT EMOTION. WITHOUT DESIRE. AND I WONDERED, DOES BEING … Continue reading
Because of a fall, her neck at the wrong angle, my kitten is dead.
In the last year or so, I lost my father, my sister, my grandmother in law, and two cats to death. It as been pretty sad. That and losing my job make for a world of depressing thoughts. The thing that has gotten me through these hard times has been fiction. Fictional characters take you … Continue reading