We ride grief in waves; we do not conquer it. It is wide and wild and ebbing, coming back to drench you when you think you have wiped your face dry of tears. If you know someone who is riding grief and you ask, “How are you?” They may just be answering for that day.Continue reading “We ride grief; we do not conquer it”
A Not-So-Short List of Rules on Interacting with Short Ninjas The first and last time I almost punched a white woman, she had it coming. I was taking my final tour as a grad student through my university’s book store, when the store manager stopped in front of me. I was almost 25 and she wasContinue reading “A Not-So-Short List of Rules on Interacting with Short Ninjas”
My grandma died this morning. She was the best square dancing, salmon croquette making, 7UP cake baking, silver Afroed beauty I ever knew. She lived a life that taught me to create adventure rather than waiting to happen upon it. Lennye was the flyest older woman I ever met, face beat to the gods onContinue reading “Goodbye Grandma, Gently into that Good Night”
While, admittedly, I love words and punctuation and grammar and verbiage and the craft of a beautiful sentence…I can’t base an entire blog on the mechanics of writing. I just don’t have that many florid things to say about comma placement. Let me wax poetic about better things, like puppies. When I thought of theContinue reading “About Reckless Acts of Punctuation”
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