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the sun fades into itself. a thin gauze of smoke filters the light burning the yellow to orange and searing its reflection against all bodies of water…puddles and lakes and oceans.
we drove north…well east according the the map but freeways are wonky in the bay area so direction is relative. the point is that we drove for a little over an hour – maybe an hour and a half. the point was to not be here for the three day weekend. sonia and i have […]
some things are beautiful…i thought i’d share… yfla.wrap(“This multimedia content requires Flash version 9 and above.”, “Upgrade Now.”, “http:\/\/www.adobe.com\/shockwave\/download\/download.cgi?P1_Prod_Version=ShockwaveFlash”, “”);To view this multimedia content, please enable Javascript.
i’ve never been much of an entertainer. i love the idea in theory but i am easily spooked by the idea of committing to some future time to be in a particular kind of mood. i think i’ve been learning in recent years that to some degree i can make my mood fit my circumstances. […]
dim sum and cherries. cherries more than dim sum. the bay area has figured out the perfect recipe for summer wonder. a bunch of crunchy granola types huddled around a parking lot full of tents with tables brimming over with everything fresh and delicious imaginable (as long as its in season). this week was the […]
i wasn’t sure she’d do it. wasn’t sure she could do it. hyperegotosis is a serious condition that appears to run in the clinton family (except maybe chelsea who i really like for some reason). but she did. and for the first time in a really long time, she looked human. she looked like she […]
the thing is…i’m a womanist. i ascribe to alice walker’s definition of that vs. feminist but i’ll tackle that later. the point is, my womanness is an important part of my identity. like being black or american…and there are things that unsettle me as a result. things like how we are depicted…how we depict ourselves. […]
lizzie asked me who i was and what i had done with her friend. i called her, at a rather unreasonable hour given where she lives, to inform her that i had endorphins. it is silly to anyone who works out regularly…anyone who likes to work out…but for me it was a revelation slow in […]
i wish i had something more profound to say. it feels like a moment when my former poet skills would be useful…to remember…to showcase…to chronicle this moment in history. we have a black man as one of two contenders for the presidency. we have a black man as one of two contenders for the presidency. […]
open letter to obama
Dear Senator Obama, The thing is, you can’t be change if you do what’s always been done. I understand that circumstances change. I understand that winning is pretty much the point of running for president – or anything else. What I am having trouble understanding is why it is so difficult for you to […]
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