For DaJerria Becton.

Your necessary air is restricted.  You take short breaths.  You wait for relief.  One day, it hurt so bad you took a viability assessment.  Will you live? Verdict’s out. There’s a gatdamn boot on your neck.  One day, it will come off, you reason.  You wait.  One day, you’ll take a long, deep breath.   Until then, short, quick breaths are gold.  Just survive. It’s been so long, this boot … [Read More...]


Something New

So there's a new fella in my life. At first, I was finna be all coy & secretive.  But on New Years Eve I quietly put up a picture of us and the next day my ex told me he knew I had a new boyfriend.  "One of my Facebook friends told you, eh?"  I said.  "No, like 8 of your Facebook friends told me," he said.  So. Not so quiet.  Oops.  Since then, I've went on a virtual bender of #mcm's,  … [Read More...]

sad selfies

I’m an addict showing up

Read this little snippet from Anne Lamott's FB page today & it encouraged me to put a few words down today.  As usual, thanks Annie. For a couple of days, I've been marinating on something my friend, Sarah Bessey wrote on her FB page, "Sometimes, the most fearless thing we can do is keep … [Read More...]

Life behind the fence

I Will Not Fly Today

I know why the uncaged bird doesn't sing. What lurks beyond the cage I cannot say. I reach, but knees knock against hollowed-out bones like the hollowed heart of their carrier. Doors swivel, flip, revolve out of character. The path unclear. Will I fly out over, around or under?  I … [Read More...]


I Need To Say Something Entirely Different To White People

I took the Megabus, Chicago to Nashville a little while ago.  I joked on Facebook about how all the Black-Americans on board collectively complained about how freezing cold it was after we had a rousing discussion of Ferguson, the protest then still in its infancy. On the way back to Chicago, a … [Read More...]


In which it is okay for me to exist here

I shared a FaceBook post last week that made me feel powerfully vulnerable and ashamed.  Bloggers call this a "vulnerability hangover," which seems pretty all true.  I shared it after tossing and turning one night, after hearing some harsh words spoken about me, I wanted to rise up and defend … [Read More...]


Struggling with Grace

*I wrote the following guest post for the upcoming Jumping Tandem Retreat coming up May 1-3 in Ashland, NE which I'll be key-noting on the 1st evening!  Please, … [Read More...]


Light in the Darkness

On grace, the light in the darkness.  I'm guest posting today for my homie, Juan Lopez. Grace in the light of Christ means having courage.  Courage to get … [Read More...]


The Day I sent my Daddy to Prison

I was jittery nervous in that witness box. I shoved sweaty hands under my little thighs to keep them from shaking.  Across and in front of me, Ma was on my … [Read More...]


When your First Born Son is Half Way

You, my first born son are halfway to Becoming A Man.  At 9 yrs. old, I've had your for half.  Lord willing, I'll "have" you for 9 more years before you carry … [Read More...]


I remember

I remember when I used to get up before my kiddos to read through my favorite daily devotional, Seeking God's Face.  Ransom would eventually lumber out of his … [Read More...]


God am I really trusting you because ‘ish is f*cked?

About 7 months ago, shit fell apart.  All the way apart.  In every way, apart.  Complete decimation of normalcy.  It was, in part what divorce and custody … [Read More...]


38 Birthday Pearls

Today, I am 38.  How woefully late thirties of me.  Last year I wrote 37 Birthday Pearls & the year before 36 Birthday Pearls each year adding one new pearl … [Read More...]


See How They Love One Another – #BlackLivesMatterSunday

Around 260 AD the second of two great plagues killed much of the world.  It was estimated two thirds of Alexandria died as result.  Frightened people … [Read More...]

A ranty two cents on #BlackLivesMatter

I've wanted to write more (articles, posts, novels, books, etc.) on why #BlackLivesMatter & throw in my .2 cents on #Ferguson...this movement that's global … [Read More...]


The Shame Oh the Shame Oh the Shame

I hung out with some of my alumni recently.  (If you're new here...I worked in college ministry for 12 yrs.)  My guuuuurl, Tia noticed me lookin' all sad and … [Read More...]