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If you have fallen in love with playing your part as an agent of change If you have courted that destiny to make yourself fit to serve If you are married to the mission without compromise If you have consummated that communion with others of kind Then you will be pregnant with the future and in need of midwifery If your willing readiness is wobbled by the occasional glimpse of […]

If We Ride the Road First Thing, Then We Debate Until the Blue say it’s what fell from a volcanic explosion that launched fire into the air, how allies and enemies stood together on crags to witness the smoldering ash that would record a civilization by fresco. Say it’s evidence of a deeper wound, a test that was failed, an obstacle that shouldn’t’ve been passed, like some of our own—the […]

Human Makeover We begin with parts of speech: is, am, was, were, the liminal spaces — points of entry like piers on the Mississippi, the subject of river, the object of mud one noun dependent on the other’s object. How is it that mud inhibits progress? The condition or state of being in -ly terms, hungrily, dangerously, sadly, perfectly? Is it predicate or predicament, the difference between mire and sail– […]

The girls fought over a strawberry today. The older one had swiped it from the younger one’s hand and popped it in her mouth. The younger one threw open the door and yelled for me to turn off the lawnmower so I could hear about the larceny. Of course every mother or father has witnessed a strawberry dust-up before, even if it wasn’t about a strawberry. They’ve put down the […]