I Wanted to Scream…

I hemmed and hawed for a week about attending the peaceful rally for George Floyd. It was being held in my hometown. I have anxiety and crowds are a trigger. But I was feeling so helpless. I finally made up my mind on Saturday morning upon waking to the news that yet another unarmed Black … Continue reading I Wanted to Scream…

Drain the swamp-He meant what he said.

“The chant rang out and the peasants danced.” The 2019 Lobotero blog began. This was in response to 45's “Drain the swamp.” The first time I heard 45 use the phrase, I was appalled. But I seemed to be the only one. Everyone took the phrase to mean that he was going to eliminate corruption … Continue reading Drain the swamp-He meant what he said.

The Other Why

It was the summer of 2016, the year when Philando Castille and Alton Sterling were killed by the police in the same week. It was July. I was attending Immaculata University and one of my classes was Police & Society. I will never understand; no scratch that; I now understand why the class wasn’t cancelled. … Continue reading The Other Why

contemplation

there's a sadness that abounds. it's all around. but there's a vastness to the ocean. makes me want to dive soul deep. the open invitation contemplates the stagnation of the life we're livin'. taken for granted and given. to whimsical fantasies that lie to us constantly. but we succumb to them consistently, never contemplating reality. … Continue reading contemplation

Pandemic Time

I grew up on CPT Colored People Time they call it. Today there’s something new Pandemic time. An alert alcoholic. Have you noticed? It’s much slower And always late But the time we have can’t wait. Moving through and on Pandemic time Is making us strong As we toe the line To a future unknown … Continue reading Pandemic Time

Rooted

This essay first appeared on The Doctor is in, hosted by Dr. C. Alease Smith on January 1, 2020. Marcus Garvey said “A people without the knowledge of their past history, origin and culture is like a tree without roots.” This hit home in so many ways. As I am wont to do, I use … Continue reading Rooted

Hope Anyway

Hope. Such a strange word to me. On the occasion of a physical trauma response I distracted myself with a movie: Shawshank Redemption. The word ‘Hope’ struck me while watching. The first time hope showed up was after Andy spent 2 weeks in the hole for playing music over the PA system for all the … Continue reading Hope Anyway

Spirit Reclamation

One week. Two funerals. Same Old Testament verse. Each hearing brought different feelings. The first time, for my Mother-in-Law, I appreciated the reading for her sake. The second…well that’s what’s got me writing. But it was the New Testament reading that prompted the different feelings. 2nd Corinthians 5:6 reads “Therefore we are always confident, knowing … Continue reading Spirit Reclamation