and strange and beautiful
and not something everyone knows how to love
1. I’m sorry.
2. I have more fingers than people I trust, and I am not one of those people.
3. I have more hands than times I’ve seen men admit they are scared. Manhood is a funny thing. The intrigue of standing tall swallows your skin and all of the sudden keeping ones spine intact becomes…
HAPPY 112th Birthday to the great, James Mercer Langston Hughes!!!
Oh, how your legacy has inspired me…
Mother to Son
Well, son, I’ll tell you:
Life for me ain’t been no crystal stair.
It’s had tacks in it,
And boards torn up,
And places with no carpet on the floor—
But all the time
I’se been a-climbin’ on,
And reachin’ landin’s,
And turnin’ corners,
And sometimes goin’ in the dark
Where there ain’t been no light.
So boy, don’t you turn back.
Don’t you set down on the steps
’Cause you finds it’s kinder hard.
Don’t you fall now—
For I’se still goin’, honey,
I’se still climbin’,
And life for me ain’t been no crystal stair.
From childhood he dreamed of being able to
keep with him all the objects in the world lined
up on his shelves and bookcases. He denied
lack, oblivion or even the likelihood of a missing
piece. Order streamed from Noah in blue tri-
angles and as the pure fury of his classifications
rose from around him, engulfing his life, they came
to be called waves by others, who drowned, a
world of them.