The Long Hurt
When my long ago relatives feet touched the shore, weighed down by chains, back ripped up from the lash of the terrorist captain, malnourished from rations, raped and bloody, struggling … Continue reading
June 25, 2015 · Leave a comment
Rachel, Roof, and Remorse.
Lately, whenever I turn on the television I see her face, yes, her. Rachel “What race am I today” Dolezal. The woman claims she identified as black when she was … Continue reading
June 19, 2015 · 3 Comments