2053: A Poem For Inauguration Day 2017
Watch Jamila perform the poem in its entirety here
Chilly Dog
My sleepwalking stories these days have been few and far between. I still sleeptalk several times per week, but I don’t seem to be getting up and doing bizarre things as much. Last week, I did exclaim in my sleep, “I’m INFP, I’m INFP, I’m INFP, I’m INFP”, which I directly attribute to going on…
Little Conversations: Eau De Bowling Alley
Isaac: (Gives me a long hug, sniffs my jacket) Um, where were you earlier today? Me: What? Isaac: Where did you go earlier today? You smell like a mix between a bowling alley and a Chinese restaurant Me: Oh, that’s my breath you’re smelling. I just ate a meat stick Isaac: No, you smelled like a Chinese…
Running Into The Storm
This week I wrote a paper about racism that is revealed after natural disasters. While applicable to many natural disasters, I focused specifically on Hurricane Katrina and the aftermath of her havoc. I won’t bore you with the statistics, research methods, and mind numbing details, but here are the key points: A grassroots organization called Common Ground Collective (CG)…
Getting Into Bed With Strangers
Last night I got into bed with a stranger. I was standing alone in a hotel lobby when a gentleman sporting a mischievous grin approached me. With equal parts excitement and hesitation, he asked me to please come to his room. He would be there waiting and wanted me to meet privately with him and his wife. He said “Room…
Top 10 Excuses For Donald Trump’s “Locker Room Talk”
Originally posted on The Boeskool:
Since the release of the video/audio of Donald talking with Billy Bush and bragging about sexually assaulting women, I have had an enjoyable time watching his supporters squirm while trying to excuse his inexcusable actions… All while defending their decision to still give him their votes. I have compiled some…
The Kid Who Eats Alone
I’ve cried at work before. There was that one time at the Dolphin Research Center that I was walking out of the fish house and slipped on the glassy, wet sidewalk. I fell directly onto my knee and when I finally got the courage to look at the damage, I discovered that my kneecap had dislocated.…
I Forgot That I Need You
Oh, hey. Obviously I haven’t been writing very much on here lately. In fact, I can practically see the cobwebs and dust bunnies in the corners of my screen (much like the cobwebs and dust bunnies that have taken permanent residence in my real life house). I’ve managed to publish a post here and there, but…
Samuel & Kathryn
Last night my youngest sister, Katy, got married. I am overjoyed, proud, emotional, and in awe. Legally, she has been an adult for five years, but in my mind she is still eight years old. YES she can drink, YES she has graduated from college, and YES she pays bills and has a job, but she’s only eight. Trust…
If You Think There’s No Problem, You’re Part Of The Problem
Today’s post is by guest blogger Erin Koewing. Thank you for your bravery in writing such a moving, heartbreaking, and thoughtful piece. I never really understood how much racism there still is until I had a brown child. Sure, I knew there was racism and obviously that was awful, but I saw it as individual…
