Fear can hold you prisoner And Hope can set you free So pray for me As I runway Following whispers on the wind sweet syllables in my mind: Runway son runaway Somewhere, there is a space for me; a place for me, to die. Death coming gently, singing softly to my soul: Runaway son … Continue reading Chapter Nine
Month: August 2013
A Culture Of White Violence
This is an interesting video I found: http://video.msnbc.msn.com/all-in-/52626752#52626752 I find that it is a pretty good satire on how we talk about violence and race in America. I think it is especially interesting to see in conjunction with this article by Tim Wise: http://www.timwise.org/2013/08/whats-the-matter-with-white-people-a-modest-call-for-personal-responsibility/#more-3293 As I young Black man in Chicago, I have to … Continue reading A Culture Of White Violence
Philly
Oh man, Saul was Jazz just jazz we’re talking Miles Davis highlight high life big city slickers cool cat he was down for anything up for anything we met in a back alley in Boston like five minuets ago Maybe more than 5 mins like like 3 years ago even Yeah three years ago Jazz … Continue reading Philly
The Chapter I Try To Forget
Saul was the love of my life. We met at a writer’s colony outside Dallas Texas right after my junior year in college. It was an annual summer long conference for aspiring young writers and we were in the same open critique group. The first thing I remember was a piece that he had written … Continue reading The Chapter I Try To Forget
The Well Examined Life 