The rain was, indeed, gone. I feel that among all the despair and tears of the previous post, I’d supplement today’s writing with something a bit more uplifting. I’ve already talked about this a very long time ago and it became part of the eulogy when my grandfather was buried… Read More »I can see clearly now…

Yesterday, I began the thirty-day writing challenge talking about what life was life twenty years ago for me. This is the second installment along that road and today’s topic is rainy days. Unsurprisingly, given that I am still trapped in the hateful land of the United Kingdom with no hope… Read More »Day 2

I’ve decided to try the thirty-day blogging challenge, writing a short post every day for a month. This is the first day and I’m starting a little before the beginning of February since it’s a month that doesn’t have thirty days in it. The idea is to take a simple… Read More »Day 1

The planet is dying. Quickly. And many of us want to save Mother Earth before she slips into a terminal coma — many but nowhere near enough. Yet our voices are loud and we demand change — and change doesn’t come. At least, not the real, sweeping change that would… Read More »Arise

(from the voice of one whose name still cannot be shared in collaboration) i taste unfamiliar shores with the desperation of thirst while confusion surrounds my ears and loss bites with each breath of absence you are not dead yet it feels that may have been kinder than to leave… Read More »arrival

In many ways, it is not so much the idea that a person is “white” or “not white” that is at the root of much of the value-based discrimination in our world but the words we use to describe the races. White and black are the most obviously problematic but… Read More »Pure White?