Monthly Archives: May 2020

Es Largo, Es Reiterativo

  Alice Walker, moon shoes, fly.  Early 90s.

Photo by Jean Weisinger


It Is Long, It is Repetitive
©2020   by Alice Walker

As much as we might like to imagine
We will come back as a flower
Chances are, many of us
Are bound to come back
As flies.

We have annihilated so many,
Nor have we… Continue reading

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100 Voices Strong

For most of us, medical language might as well be Greek.  We can be told almost anything and have no idea what it really is that we are being told.  Our ignorance is both embarrassing and irrational.  After all, we place ourselves and our loved ones in the care… Continue reading

Dando Un Golpe Recto Con Un Palo Torcido 


When I finished listening to John Redding Goes To Sea, the first story in HITTING A STRAIGHT LICK WITH A CROOKED STICK, a collection of mostly urban Folktales by Zora Neale Hurston, I burst into tears.  I’m easy to cry, as we said in the South when I was a child,… Continue reading


                                                Original Mothers’ Day:
the result of the flowering of consciousness. ~aw


Heather Cox Richardson

May 10


If you google the history of Mother’s Day, the internet will tell you that Mother’s Day began in 1908 when Anna Jarvis… Continue reading





This is the largest livestream, human funded conversation in human history.  It is also, in my opinion, the most important.

Imagine, we are finally beginning to glimpse the invisible!

In black culture there was a saying: The devil made me do it!  Referring… Continue reading

Julian Assange and Fiancée Stella Moris-Smith Robertson

Julian Assange and fiance Stella Moris


Writing through the years that mention Julian Assange


Two males outdoors at protest Free Julian Assange protest signage

I’ll See You When Your Troubles Get Like Mine: Julian Assange’s Father

I’LL SEE YOU WHEN YOUR TROUBLES GET LIKE MINE  (Traditional Blues) © 2019 by Alice Walker for John Shipton I’ll see you when your troubles Get like mine… lord, lord, I’ll see you when… Continue reading