The second slide has the “meat” of their post.
I want all violence to end. ALL OF IT. This year has been full of senseless violence or violence for greed and occupation and elite authoritative status.
It’s insane and exhausting to read about and digest.
Freedom is supposed to be free yet it keeps costing so many people their lives.
Isn’t it past time for everyone to just live at and be at peace with one another? Isn’t it?
I love this poem–it reminds me of the days when I could run circles around the boys in my neighborhood–how we all avoided going home because no one was at home and nothing was at home but pain.
It may speak to you, too. Visit the author’s site to read the poem in its entirety and to like it/show love, too.
From my eighth-floor windowI could hear hope bounce back and forthon concrete loitered with crack vials. Dirt-caked Nikes were like handsreaching for revolutionin the air. It didn’t get them out of the projects,but Jordan would have been proudthe way these boys balled. It kept their bodies distracted from the hungerof not eating for three days.Here, […]
One More Game
the love wrapped up in someone
has fought its way out — eager to
greet the world and shower us
with bath bombs.
how kind must a heart be
to devote its time to creating
gifts with essential oils and other
ingredients melded together to
share with hundreds?
me and my mom walk past my
neighbor’s door and we spot them
instantly.
at first, I decline— with sensitive skin,
it’s hard to try new things and not
know what the body will do
afterward.
but my mom jumps at the
opportunity to scoop up
two of the balls and grazes
her nose up against each — inhaling
their scents.
I smile at her childlike behavior
knowing an enjoyable night
will occur.
a little envious and curious, too,
I found myself back at my neighbor’s
door to collect my own bomb.
a white concoction with blue & pink
swirls greeted me.
I had to take it home.
that same night, I drowned my limbs
in the oily inviting fragrances and lost
myself in their mix.
the next night, I chose another.
I left a “Thank You” note for
my neighbor as time and patience
have to be two things with which
she’s been blessed.
trying to find my place in a
new community with new people
around me hasn’t been hard
at all — my apartment building
is full of welcoming arms and
smiling faces.
these days, this is heaven-sent.
I will try the other bath bomb
this weekend — built-up stress will
need a passageway out of my system,
and a deep cleansing accompanied
by it will be a much-needed welcome
reprieve.
when love is patient and love is kind,
I remember.
wouldn’t you?
feel both like yesterday and a forever ago
a phone found me
TERROR IS POLITICS FOUND
a friend rang
run to the news she said
it’s raining people
thank God no camera
was close up
yet my imagination
had Hubble-like zoom
with Tower two my heart
fell
with Tower one
the constitution
thousands of people
plundered
ten thousand lives
jump cut
and my instant prayer
unedited
went not to a soul
just departed
my missive to
anything
Holy
begged for our children’s
children
damn politics
but if you do that
politics will
damn you
with Tower two my heart
fell
with Tower one
the constitution
I’ve been reading Doug for a long time now, and well … if you haven’t figured it out for yourself, I’ll be reading his work for many more years to come.
Many have said what they need to regarding this day, but his poem hit me at my core, and I simply had to share it.
Peace and blessings.
the shift
He said
He would do it,
and He did.
the new place is
set for our August
move-in date; nerves
can take a backseat to
daily living.
I followed my gut,
and my gut was Him.
it was already done.
and so, it is.
Everything is set up; my name is on the unit for which I was on the waiting list, and it is ours.
On Thursday, August 24, 2023, me and The Little Monster will be moving to a community I’ve really been wanting to move to.
I’m so happy a unit is available after being on the waiting list for about a month.
I’m overjoyed. I have no more words.
A Cornered Gurl 
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