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AT LAND’S END BY PHILIP GOLDBERG
He had come to Big Sur. His goal wasn’t to surf but to see the sunset over the Pacific. A group was forming on the earthen and grass plateau at Molera State Park. Many folks with the same idea, he mused, watching a frisbee throw...
Read MoreSTARGAZING BY TERESA GRAY
Black people don’t look up at the sky anymore even if they do, there are never as many stars as needed Black northern stars who would lead the way have been eradicated and eliminated causing supernovae and limiting black his and...
Read MoreNINA SIMONE, HIGH PRIESTESS OF SOUL BY TERESA GRAY
at three years old when girls played with dolls she mastered the onyx and pearly keys crossing those railway tracks on her a journey to become the first black female classical pianist but poverty and racism became the antagonist...
Read MoreTHE BULLIES BY TERESA GRAY
Go back to where you came from, Tar Baby, Black golliwog what that did for that little girl self-esteem lost in the London fog she likes bananas because she came on a banana boat comments synonymous to this were not remote...
Read MoreQUESTIONS BY TERESA GRAY
what would have happened if Black Lives Matter danced to the dark song of insurrection? others are allowed to desecrate the cradle of democracy with sedition choreographed by the Pinocchio President would the words you are...
Read MoreAMERICAN DECAMERON DAY 5 BY ANTHONY ACRI
Posted by admin | Aug 13, 2021 | Visual Art | 0 |
THE AMERICAN DECAMERON DAY 3 BY ANTHONY ACRI
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THE AMERICAN DECAMERON DAY 2 BY ANTHONY ACRI ANTHONY ACRI
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THE AMERICAN DECAMERON DAY 1 BY ANTHONY ACRI
Posted by admin | Aug 13, 2021 | Visual Art | 0 |
Anthony Acri is a cartoonist whose boyhood exposure to giants like Leonardo, Gore Vidal and Patty Fairenelli made it impossible for him to dance on the graves of italian nanas and vote for a segregationist goon.
Read MoreOAK BY STEVE DEUTSCH
While I was dozing the seedling I planted grew forty feet and threatens my roof in the wind. My children went from “mama” to middle aged with children of their own— marriages, mortgages, money worries, and hair starting to gray...
Read MoreHOW TO RE-CELEBRATE OUR COUNTRY JOHN BONANNI
Posted by admin | Aug 11, 2021 | Non-Fiction | 0 |
Another Fourth and has passed and firework displays have lost their place as an acceptable social observance. Everything is on the table, and it is time to evaluate what we are celebrating. Recorded history lacks a scientific...
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