Doldrums
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Just a few updates
There is a lot on my mind as of late, which is why my activity has slowed to a crawl here. First of all, writing reviews isn’t my forte no matter how much I wish it was. I have drafts and notes, but the writing is the part that gets me. Secondly, the book ennui Continue reading
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Quietly Queer
When A Stranger Hurts You “It’s protected by free speech,” they told us. “If his sticky-notes came down, they all had to come down.” Fortunately for us, this news came to us after we had taken down the Pride Month display. His sticky-notes, while forever a part of our growing LGBTQIA+ collection, will never see Continue reading
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The Incident During Pride Month
What Happened: Looking at him, I would say he was about 18 or 19 but, these days, anyone under the age of 30 looks like a child to me. He seemed nervous, yeah. A small lilt in his voice betrays the confidence he hoped to portray. Smug smile. Beady eyes. The dude obviously listens to Continue reading
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Poetry Break
Pause by Louis Gilmore If it were to become Complete; If All of a sudden Everything were to hold its breath: Surely The walls of the city Would be cast down With a terrible noise. A lot has happened during my absence. And I wanted to write about it, but I also felt that I Continue reading
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Wanderlust
On January 2, 1936, the Bryant School, once located on Twelfth and B Streets Southeast, released for the day at noon. While her fellow classmates headed home, Juanita McGee, age six, didn’t make it back to her East Capitol Street home that afternoon. Before your mind goes to a dark place, don’t worry. Juanita did Continue reading
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On Leaving Bullet Journal
When something doesn’t feel like it serves your mental health anymore, it’s time to quit it. Right? When I was teenager and well into my twenties, I carried coins in my pocket. There was no intention of buying anything with them. And besides, snack and soda machines all cost more than a few measly coins Continue reading
Chapin City Blues 