I hunt this morning in the rain
Aware of my village duty
A deer is waiting to be slain
Her gift of spirit to me again
In all her sovereign beauty Continue reading
I knew it would happen sooner or later. Brad Murphy’s gang pounces on me and I’m down on my stomach. Two guys jump on my back. Brad grabs my hair and grinds my face in the dirt. But they’ve tangled with the wrong person. Every muscle in my body is on fire. I buck and roll, sending the two assholes on my back flying.
“Hold him, hold him, for Christ’s sake,” Brad shouts. Continue reading
Nadezhda Tolokonnkova and Maria Alyokhina
I salute you:
Putin jailed you; they set their police dogs on you; they fire-hosed you; they lied and denounced you to the world community; they jailed you again. You wrote songs and sang them on the steps of the Orthodox Church, admonished the clergy for throwing in with the Putin regime.
Still, you continue to pursue the fight against the terrible conditions and unfair jailing of the oppressed. You are the great warriors of the present day. You are the Harriot Tubmans, the Rosa Parks, the Martin Luther Kings, and the hundreds of warrior men and women who have given their lives in the fight against oppression.
I read and stand in awe of the works of Alice Walker. Still alive, she continues the fight. You are her children.
God bless you and keep you well.