Essay; St. Valentine BeHeaded


Here's some romance for you... Today is actually a Catholic Feast day of St. Valentine. He was a Catholic martyr of course, and as it says below, he was beaten with clubs, beheaded, buried at night in secret, and dug up by his followers. His crime was voicing his dissent at the Romans because the …

Re-Program; Deportations


My blood was boiling on a rampage today about Trump ordering the ICE to deport people in five states until... I remembered they called Obama the King of Deportation after he called for 3 million people to be deported. It's amazing how easy it is to find fault in your enemy and forget that an …

Prose; Shadow


  I obscure my darkness to walk through life content, shadow feelings under the bed. Convoluted darkness just below my navel only, my prescient dreams adumbrate what my body holds in, refusing to release its undulating grasp like a cranky child crying, needing attention and touch. Male progenitor, emotional vampire and...ironically, my ally as a bridge …

Prose; Skin


The shell of a turtle, a carapace, guards your continuance of electric water, straight to your brain, pulls your vibration down in by degrees. Your skin like a husk full of ridges on corn smells sweet, hard to pull off at the bottom, tassles so soft on my face, the smell of earth. Your arm was …

Re-Program; Does Resistance Work?


I might be digging into the oracles foundation for 10,000 years. No, wait, 20,000 years...or How old are the human species? 6 million years, our ancestors-approximate. 200,000 years, modern humans Well, the earth is...4.5 billion years old and we have the DNA from every living thing in our cells that ALLOWED itself to evolve on the …

Prose; Gray Day


The sky is much grayer lack of light and still prayer. Tree bark darker wet mud dragged upstairs. No grayer will be in that Michigan sky, mournful woes sad goodbyes. Sad goodbyes to the bright sun that shocks eyes in May, It appears a huge orb high in the sky. We say "What's that big …

Prose; My Only Child Turns Eighteen Today


He went from twenty inches long to 70 inches long.  Something or someone pulled him into this big, strapping, broad-shouldered, sweet, brilliant man. Well, legally he's a man, but now he needs to launch out into this crazy mess of humans bumping around, unaware of how their thoughts and feelings create their life.  He is …

Essay; “The Hillary Doctrine”


It is a grievous fact that Hillary has dropped into the shadows somewhat since the election was un-democratically stolen from her, but I still want to talk about her.  She won.  Never let that die.  Never.  She won the election of 2016. However, just as she was announcing her candidacy, my mate Michael (deceased now …

Essay; No Thank You #2- I’d Rather Have This. ~ Response to Dina Leygerman, 2017 The Women’s Movement


I have a boundary to set with the commentators on #1 of this post.  I am an extremely open-minded person that listens to how people feel for a living.  I've been doing it for twenty years. You are welcome to comment, of course, on the ideas I put forward.  But I will cut you off …

Essay; Third Wave Feminism. You could Unclench your Fist, Open your hand and Meditate to Bring Real Change.


This dates me.  Women's values and perspective change with the new generation.  I was born in 1963 so I am at the tail end of the hippie generation (1945-1965). I've always seen the imbalance in power between the genders.  First and second-wave feminism really helped bring light to the problem and I have no problem …

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