So many look away. They can’t stand the thought of people rioting in streets, anger, frustration or the world in upheaval. They have taken The Word that divides bone and marrow, soul and spirit, and stuffed it in some plastic bag, as if it need “protection”… When the Word is more powerful than a double-edged sword. […]
She still has her Under Armour knee pads on from volleyball camp, while she asked, “Can I make a ramp?” She peddles her older sisters five-speed around the property. She grew out of her smaller one, and loves sitting higher, peddling faster, rising to challenges while fully embracing life. All the while, a war rages. Battles […]
Before you read these words. Let’s be clear. This is not some Caucasian woman hidden in white suburbia her whole life. This is a white woman whose very first friend was African American. I’ve had friends who were Laos, and Thai. My best friend, Mexican. Some of my other friends were from India and American Indian. […]
“It’s sad and scary.” She sits straight up at the pub-style chair before heading off to school. Her eyes just seeing fire-laden pictures of Ferguson burning the night before. She is eight. And contrary to everything in me, wanting to keep silent, wanting to shield her innocence from a world gone crazy, wanting to hide in […]