Your ass is mine.

 I – Your Ass is Mine Officer Crowley drove his unmarked State Patrol vehicle south on the North Slope Highway. His thoughts were on the note Sue had neatly folded on the dining room table, before she left for her job at Harris General Hospital. His wife was an...

Story Pieces

Peace. It floats between chaos and dispassion. It’s hovers between flowing water and rock solid. We don’t want to be so solid all we know is to resist. Nor do we want to be so fluid we’ll follow anyone anywhere. Peace is inclusive of mind, and beyond it....

Ain’t cha’ mama on the . . .

. . . pancake box? Thats one of the things we’d say as kids, when we were putting someone down. At the time Aunt Jemima was a fat, smily, handkerchief head black woman. It meant your mother was a poor, fat, black servant in some capacity. Yesterday I happened to...

We Human Beings . . .

We human beings are one of a kind. There is no other specie that relates to its own kind as we do. Here’s an example of what I’m talking about. What’s all this ballyhoo about ‘a right to life’? Whose right to life? The unborn . . .?  What...

In the Beginning . . .

Two older men chat and sip tea in the Supreme Cafeteria. Those gals forget how they got here. They call themselves Christian, yet don’t know hoot about the Bible. If they did, there’d be no issue over who has legal and religious ownership of whatever goes...

Ladies, get real!

Ladies, with all this talk about liberation and freedom, haven’t you forgotten something? Aren’t you forgetting what we spared so you could live a life in service?  Jesus, get real and show some thanks. Then the LORD God made a woman from the rib he had...