Category Archives: Let My Voice Be Heard

It’s an Unearned White Privilege Thing…

My whiteness gives me unearned privileges to be seen in society and heard and to succeed. A good education is almost guaranteed. Or living in a neighborhood with little crime — It’s an ‘unearned white privilege thing’. I can walk … Continue reading

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Blue Clouds: Soul’s Creative Intelligence

My debut book of poetry, prose and short essays is available! Here’s the book trailer: http://youtu.be/IJHiISmsGbg To purchase a copy, please follow this link: http://www.amazon.com/dp/0692808450 Book Cover Photography by Mary Liz Austin. Book trailer and book cover designed by Alice Maldonado Gallardo … Continue reading

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Cycle of Violence and Trump

The other day, I wrote an analogy to someone about Trump. I said something along the lines: Trump’s racism is likened to domestic violence, incest and sexual abuse. What happens behind millions of closed doors and kept silent because of shame, … Continue reading

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Late Night’s and Words.

It’s the indigo of soul, raking fingers over words with the sight of an observer yet squeezing a pulse riddled beneath time. Sometimes I get lost remembering what day is overexposed sentimental parabola. I can re-taste the awkward laced aches, … Continue reading

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Pure love can’t be contained.

Speak softly when light dims and darkness is the deepest sea. Be fluent in the hush of your being. Voice kindly when utterances become whale moans; for this is the expression of seaworthy poetry. Sail wide over tropical and into … Continue reading

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What isn’t said…

“The ten thousand things are born of being. Being is born of non-being.” ~ Tao Te Ching Sometimes, I wish I didn’t go down into the darkest depths and cave like quarries but I do. It is where I see … Continue reading

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Maybe prayer is…

Maybe prayer is in the ordinary the soul’s scent of unmade beds a shawl shouldered by dawn green tea’s steam and fired tainted sunsets Maybe the sound of prayer is wings of feathered flight leafy flags in sentient breeze and … Continue reading

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