The sweet green scent of string beans! These are the few gathered from my balcony garden, and as I prepared them, that clean smell rose up, taking me back to sitting on my grandma Bunch’s porch snapping beans as a kid. “You better make sure you get all the strings out or you’ll have to […]
Category: Memories
“When I Think About #America” – A Personal & Societal Perspective on #Politics #History #Racism from a #BIPOC
FULL ARTICLE AT MEDIUM: “When I think about America, I think of the multi-millions of Indigenous peoples who were killed, who were raped, who had their children ripped from their arms or who died from diseases deliberately introduced. I think of the African peoples torn from their lands, their cultures, their professions and histories, drowning […]
A Dream, These Days & What’s Upcoming
The Dream Our group of peoples had been going about our daily life, just living. I am watching my son playing in the water of our nearby river. I know my mother is watching him, but she’s just out of my view. I leave to go get towels or blankets from him, and in this […]
The Songs We Sing–Or Don’t Sing
Originally posted on K.I.N. Knowledge in Indigenous Networks:
One of my favorite uncle’s favorite song was “Coming to America”, from one of his favorite singers, Neil Diamond. This uncle passed at an age younger than I am now from undiagnosed lung cancer that developed during his time as a construction worker ripping out asbestos from…
Poem: “Siblings” & The Story Behind the Words
SIBLINGS A wall-eyed young girl in a party dress with carefully combed dark hair, brushed tears away from a narrow pretty face drawn with misery. Maybe the cause was a word spoken, or a series of them, a mentioned memory, person or place. Maybe it was all of those things for After giving a deliberate […]
Red Haircrow 