Dear Fellow Raped People

I don’t usually write on the blog about the same things I talk about in podcast episodes. There are indirect references and links between the blog and podcast content, but that’s usually as far as it goes. I didn’t plan it that way, it’s just the way each of these creative formats evolved. However, today…

An Ode to Chopped Hair

My Dearest Hair, We are less than twenty-four hours away from chopping most of you off.  Well my beautiful locs, we have been here a few times before and yet, I have never experienced as much angst about the eventual chopping as I have experienced this week. I am certain it’s my age. So much…

Exploring A Deeper Love

When I was almost six, a well-meaning, white female teacher, while attempting to engage me beyond the shell of extreme shyness, managed only to mortify us both. I had been mere months in this country from my original island home and it was only my second or third day in an American classroom. My startled…

Raped, Alcoholic Goddess

Yesterday, while visiting a takeout place familiar to me, I saw a woman I had never seen before. And there was this beautiful energy between us, a vibe. She saw me and I saw her. We exchanged brief pleasantries as I paid at the drive-thru window and she handed me my food. I felt the…