The Pain of Advocacy

In 20+ years of personal and professional social justice work, being public about my pain hasn’t been a habit of mine. For the most part, it hasn’t felt safe. I can share it with a few friends, all people who might be considered leaders or elders in their communities and amongst their people. As of...

Off the Cuff Ramblings with a Little Logic

Burna Boy is playing through the blue tooth speaker. I’m making lunch for tomorrow. Wild Dream is the song, ironically enough. Most of you won’t understand why, but that’s okay. This is less for anyone other than me. It’s been a minute since I’ve done off the cuff blogging. I’m feeling a lot of feels...

Dancing with Moira

  Life runs a listless interwoven strand with death, a give and take, a pause no break; a crossed line swallowing itself at each moment of reach for knife or needle, of leap or cease. Our gods, our idols, our demigods, our selves, all dance with Moira. None have ceded scissors they never held; though...

or·di·nar·y

I have written here in some form or another, in the past, about the ordinary. Whether in prose or poetry, this theme has been one that threads through my life regularly. That probably isn't much of a surprise since most of our lives are ordinary. Many lives of 9-5 jobs, dinner after work, then a...

Coming Full Circle

Throughout life, there are roads on which we walk that lead back to their own starting points. When we find that we've been on a long journey, learning how to become more fully human, typically when we're hoping that we've reached the finish line, we find that we are actually back where we began.The concept...