This is not a poem As much as it is an open letter To the people I have lovedCOVID19 is making loss feel so acute. It has me thinking about love and how I may have loved you in this lifetime. Even now as I go through a divorce, no […]
An Open Letter to Barack Obama
On July 1, 1799 My Great Grandmother Trasie arrived on America’s shore from the country known today as Cameroon to be sold at the Charleston Slave Market at the age of 17 years old for $300 US Dollars. She was originally purchased by a White Woman Burnadette Martin, the wife […]
TWITTER JAIL
This comment is how I landed in twitter jail and the offensive word was “negro.” After receiving this notification I have to admit I had to look the word up. Despite my family’s extremely youthful DNA I am almost 50 years old. Negro is a respectful term that was […]