D.I.Y. Reparations

If you see a Black security guard watching over your local drugstore, tell him that you are participating in the movement of D.I.Y. reparations and hand him a $100 bill.

Ode to my organic peach

I lay awake wondering what I yearn for and all I can think is to go get that peach. I picked you out because you were a big, firm peach with colors each the right shade and no marks of worms or insects having shared you first. How did they keep those hungry insects from…

scrutiny

Anyone in the public eye is forced to have their complete life susceptible to prying eyes. The public is seeing the C- on the Presidents report card, the mistress in the downtown apartment, the strange sexual deviances and each and every mistake of the people who attempt to have a public persona. In this era…

bad driving and other privileges

I am a bad driver. Not a dangerous driver, not a speed demon, or someone who does not know how to use blinkers. My driving is generally good, unfortunately with driving it is the little moments that lower your overall score. I sometimes fail to check my blind spot when merging. I honk when a…

first world vision deficiency

obviously I have not left the first world – intellectually, emotionally,┬áspatially, just floating in my bubble of 24K gold. I was ┬áso drastically yanked out of my dulled down, subdued, blindness that begins to cloud your vision when a person has been isolated in the first world for too long. There all these issues that…

repost: what is collective failure

Why write? I teach, I live among curious, thinking, learning creatures that make my mind spin. It is a good spin, it keeps my mind sharp. But sometimes there are observations that I need to share, outside of my mind. And most of that has to do with how we, as a society, have failed…