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This Election In Free Verse
The grief hit me on the way home on election day and I couldn’t help thinking about how, no matter how things went, everyone was going to hurt. Everyone. I started to pray and the more I did, the more I felt like crying. It felt like something long coming. The stock market started crashing…
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Let's Be Honest: Part I
Another week where my pen refuses to move so we’re here again. However, this is a special note related to social media because mental and emotional health are important as is the much-avoided subject of honesty. So let’s be honest about things. I’ve seen so many postings about protesters burning things and destroying their communities (football…
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A Treatise On Boredom: Part II
My pen won’t move. I wanted to write about things I’m learning at work, things I’m seeing at home, the recently renewed desire I have to further my skills in UI design, literally anything else. But my pen would. Not. Move. Whenever I sweep my hand to draw the first letter, I bump into a…
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The Face of Blackness
A friend and I were talking about recent events and I started talking about how other of my friends were worried about me; a friend had texted from Atlanta and another from California wrote a text to ask me to be safe and so on. I mused on how they were right to be concerned…
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A Treatise On Boredom: Part I
Exhaustion. That’s what this week has left me with. Exhaustion of mind, of body, of heart. I can’t with the states and the people in it right now. Jumping the shark is barely adequate for this madness. After a lot of observation, I’m going to leave these gems that I think need just one more…