Freedom to Breath

Check out the pace of the plague. Insane! Cough, cough, people drop like black lives ’round blue lights in broad daylight. I wonder why – God – “I can’t breathe.” The pain, the pain, must cease. Police please! I protest peacefully. Silly me. I must die slowly for the world to notice me. I wonderContinue reading “Freedom to Breath”

The Escape from Loss

Have you heard the Atlantic cry to the Mediterranean? Have you heard the ancestors weep and gnash teeth?   Years afore, in the Atlantic core bodies passed down the Middle Passage. The undercurrent had cast seaweed nets on their corpses, and mourned the loss.   Only the moss’s prayers bubbled up in deep blue spirituals,Continue reading “The Escape from Loss”