I’m coming off a wonderful last evening, an evening where the self deprecating sense of humor of a 75 year old women named Lenore impelled me to laugh to three steps ahead of death, coerced my stomach to ache and my chest to throb so hard that for a time …
To love. To be loved. To never forget your own insignificance. To never get used to the unspeakable violence and the vulgar disparity of life around you. To seek joy in the saddest places. To pursue beauty to its lair. To never simplify what is complicated or complicate what is …
of my heart. It’s old school Friday, or was, and the theme is/was “songs with the word “heart” in the title”. It’s also still my week of women. So here ya go, the only one. Opinionated Black Woman and Mrs Grapevine Possible Players: Electronic Village | Kevin – A Slant …
The week prior to break, a break I’m on as of a few hours ago, careened slightly out of control, consequently I’m later and with less than I had hoped for. I hoped to do a women a day, in retrospect a lofty thought for the kind of week I …
Continuing my “week of women” postings I reintroduce you to Zainab Salbi. Who better to feature during the prelude to International Women’s Week? Only 11 years old when her father was chosen to serve as Saddam Hussein’s personal pilot, Zainab and her family were often forced to spend weekends with …
