La luna nublada

I was asked to share, at a meeting, what my experience in Philadelphia was like. So I wrote these jumbled words. Enjoy. ============================================================= The moment that sticks with me Is the moment, under the clouded moon, where they wouldn’t let me in to the gated-off city center, so instead I stood, shivering/ stranded/ crestfallen in... Continue Reading →

Nehemiah was cup-bearer to the King.

Sometimes, on some days, I drive my car un-mapped through the city; I weave through Detroit free of any direction except for the basic understanding of north-south-east-west. Yesterday was one of those days. The air was mild, the sky clear, And I drove with my windows down and my arm out-stretched and my hair blowing... Continue Reading →

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