A weird trend in America reveals a lot about our ability to be engaged or ever focus on one thing and be present with others. “According to… Read more “luna see”
Eulogy for Eve
Eva (Eve) Schwab Smith died on December 24, 2019 at 12:24 pm. The death certificate lists a different, later time but one of Eve’s granddaughters, Robyn, is… Read more “Eulogy for Eve”
im(age)print
I’m reading the Point of Departure (Four Arrows, 2016) Introduction and believe that a main difference between the Indigenous and Contemporary (i.e. Colonial, domineering, or corporate) worldviews… Read more “im(age)print”
organ eyes
In consideration of “me”, my body faces the direction of Blue, tȟoyéla; the color of an enormous sky ocean mirroring the color of waters, quaffing reflected gourmet… Read more “organ eyes”
stale were(d)s
After giving two prepared speeches, evaluator feedback urged me to avoid reading my detailed notes. They said that people don’t want to hear stale words. The audience… Read more “stale were(d)s”
Colonial Life Was The Pitts
First Earl of Chatham~William Pitt [LOUD KNOCKS on entrance door! Sound effect of low pitch tone to high pitch squeal. Time Machine entrance from almost lame (gout… Read more “Colonial Life Was The Pitts”
Don’t Kick That Sleeping Dog
My wife and I moved to NC in 2014 from Central NYS. We heard more than a few jokes about Yankees. “Do you know what the city… Read more “Don’t Kick That Sleeping Dog”
Here I Is
When our granddaughter Amy was between two and three years old, she loved to play hide and seek. She was born with a double scoop of cute.… Read more “Here I Is”
my whorl(d)
there are still thoseshadow walkers, wavers at the Little, mesa skull painterswhile liars hoard cheats they glow stones, peel willows, ground tobacco, pray bottomlesshow darkness sew surrounded… Read more “my whorl(d)”
come pass
arrow points without archersis ludicrous, Lysol sanitized, beWILDeringash hoops mark whereeach Person waits, watches, tallies worrythat we bring cryingsmudging, bowing, sweating, singing aloud stallion legs, William Tell