A few years ago, on a crisp winter afternoon, I found a beautiful bound translation of The Decameron at the Black Swan bookstore in Staunton, Virginia….I bought it immediately and took it back to a friend’s cabin where a group of us had gathered for the weekend.
A turning point took place 30 years ago, when Black Appalachian culture experienced a renaissance centered around a single word: “Affrilachia.”
Out driving, I like to come up behind trucks
with mudflaps, chalky, slate-colored ones
hanging onto their hard jobs
The standard, often unreliable reporting on police killings dehumanizes victims — a fact my own family knows too well.
She would die soon but neither of us knew that. Right now, the precious hours were dissolving in the pale afternoon light, just as the rain began again.
Janette agreed to share these details publicly to help allay the stigma, shame, and secrecy inherent with being a sex abuse survivor.
Have I not reason to lament
What man has made of man?
To protect the planet, we need to protect farmed animals.
Can Guantánamo ever be shut down?
The Indian woman behind the counter
is reading The Upanishads when I enter.
The radio is playing a French chanson.
The photograph on the wall to my left
features John F. Kennedy…
Thaddeus L. Johnson, Natasha N. Johnson: American cities have long struggled to reform their police – but isolated success stories suggest community and officer buy-in might be key
Getting police and community on board with reforms is crucial for success.
so many feet that did not run away,
so many mouths that did not speak,
so many inheritors of what can’t be described