• Lies on a Napkin

    Lies on a Napkin

      She sent me an email, this woman I didn't know. Let's call her Ginger. There was this story I had written a while back about an Army Ranger. Ginger thought I ought to know the truth about him. We had met by chance, this[..]
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  • Trading the Porch for an iPhone

    Trading the Porch for an iPhone

      She carried a knitted hat as she walked into the restaurant. Her disabled son only a step or two behind her. He slid into the booth. She walked up to the table where I sat with my coffee. "Put this on my bill," she[..]
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  • The Onus of Forgiveness

    The Onus of Forgiveness

    [caption id="attachment_4862" align="aligncenter" width="618"] This photo shows a bronze statue called "Raise Up", part of the display at the National Memorial for Peace and Justice, a new memorial to honor thousands of people killed in lynchings (AP Photo/Brynn Anderson)[/caption] During the Amber Guyger sentencing, the[..]
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  • All My Favorite People

    All My Favorite People

    Some of my friends quit church long ago, disappointed and/or hurt by a hierarchy of patriarchy, a system designed specifically to suppress the voices of all but the men in power. Just this past week I heard a woman with a doctorate declare that the[..]
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  • Gone Girl

    Gone Girl

    I was watering the flowers when I overheard someone in distress. At first, I thought the flurry of f-bombs might have been coming from a kid walking home, talking to a friend. But it became clear pretty quickly that this was no kid. This was[..]
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  • Butts to the Wind

    Butts to the Wind

    Like much of the nation, I have been following the hurricane news. My daughter was in Wilmington, , NC, on Monday and Tuesday so I followed it in part to keep her informed. As one of her friends remarked to me, "Not exactly the time[..]
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  • Eugenics Revamped

    Eugenics Revamped

    I was not born in the United States. I am, in fact, the only family member who was not born in Hawkins County, Tennessee. My mother, my father, my sister, my brother - all born there. As far as I know all my aunts and[..]
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  • Shout the Name of Jesus

    Shout the Name of Jesus

      Long before I gave birth to babies whose sleeping patterns were more like periodic naps, I wasn't much of a sleeper. Mind you, nursing twins until they were a year-and-half old made me rue all those waking hours of my youth when I could[..]
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  • Giving Rapists Permission

    Giving Rapists Permission

    I have kin who were raped. Each of them only spoke to me about it once. When they told their stories, they lowered their voices and spoke as if they were afraid to wake the dead, although the man who reportedly raped them was very[..]
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