It’s not every day you get told you have the heart of a viper.
I considered it.
Then I thought, You know what? She’s right. I am a viper. A Kundalini snake. A being that believes in transformation and energy rising. A healer, even…
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BLACKBERRY SEASON
Not far up the hill on the gravel road is an old local living in a trailer singing Hallelujah with a Confederate flag tacked prominently to a tree.
Let it be on earth, as it is in heaven.
(Apparently in heaven…
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It is always good to have cashmere on the California coast. One may encounter wind and sun, rain and fog, and one’s wardrobe need be as versatile as the varied microclimates of this magic place. 120 degrees one day, 60 degrees the next.
Of…
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There is always an entry point to every story. This time it's on the Green Line, riding up through South Central. I estimate that thirty percent of the people on the train have diagnosed mental health issues. Voices speak out, wanting to be…
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Jesus Christ.
This is what he said when he was finally inside of me.
Like something had caught him off-guard, unexpected, a surprise. The tone of his voice made me realize how strange it is that as women we can never know what it feels…
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The sense of a request I can‘t ever fulfill
To love him only, forever
And I already love more than most
In the early morning or mid morning
Waking
He is not by my side but could be, wants to be
There…
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Apologize? Look, I have said repeatedly, we made a mistake in creating the void.” — Governor Andrew Cuomo
Here we are, Day 360, holding the Governor of New York responsible for his negligent handling of the pandemic. We say we could…
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For my last happy hour with the Governor, I have to scour the cupboard for alcohol. It’s not that I’m a copious drinker, I’ve just been diligently using up the reserves for the past three months or more, and now we’re down little more…
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This afternoon the Governor’s smile was priceless.
Yes, yes, we are going to go through the numbers and give you the facts, but after all that, we are going to cut a ribbon here, on one big fat present of a project.
They were at La Guardia,…
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It was a day of great jubilee.
“When freedom come, I didn’t know what that was.”
Abraham Lincoln officially outlawed slavery with the Emancipation Proclamation on January 1, 1863, but it wasn’t until June 19th, 1865, that the slaves…
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