Reading my receipts reveals
A woman who works, who
Goes to gas stations and grocery stores getting
Tacos, tea, and tic tacs
My ancestors were the children of slaves. They grew up during a time of fear. They inherited a legacy of sayings and warnings about what you must and must not do if you were black. This was for their own protection, because people in the South, even as far West as Texas, could still get … Continue reading
Yellow Sunflowers. Others call them weeds, and yet, They brighten my day.
Today I watched the movie, Tomorrowland. It showed me a vision of the future with jet packs and gleaming white cities floating in the clouds. But despite the beauty and the vision, I was left with an undercurrent of dread and lingering fear. Why? What could I possibly object to? Is this not the future … Continue reading
I got my year end summary and realized that I only posted 25 times last year. That is just sad. Will try to do better this year. While doing holiday cleaning, I found a poem on the floor. It’s old. I can tell by the yellow paper, but what I can’t tell is if it … Continue reading
A Glorious Sky! Orange-shouldered Orion throws the Boomerang moon.
When you look beyond The chasms that lie ahead You see the full moon
Evening Approaches Pecan shadows are creeping across the roadway
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