Soul Magma

sometimes longing looks like obsession and takes the curvatures of long lazy shallow rivers crowned in curling greenery, fingers of trees reaching out to skim the surface of brown waters as a lover reaches out and runs it’s fingers through the hairs...

"You know, honey, us colored folks is branches without roots and that makes things come round in queer ways." - Zora Neale Hurston, Their Eyes Were Watching God
In discussing Trayvon Martin with a friend the other day, she tells me that Sanford, FL is the next town over from Eatonville, FL, the first all black town founded post Emancipation, and the home of Zora Neale Hurston, playwright, poet, anthropologist...

Facebook is rife with little bombs for me, Internets. I'm pretty far left politically, to the point where I've been prayed for after being called a Marxist by my Facebook community at times. Most of the community hails from Mississippi, as do I, so it...

Two years ago, when I left my baby daddy, I had to get a cell phone. He had cut me off our plan. I made a pittance as a student nurse part time, was a full time student, and would require hundreds of dollars down to get my own cell phone plan at the...