* La vaca, "the cow" in Spanish.
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You confide in me that you are lonely,
Word reaches us that you are sleeping, sleeping. Dismayed we have turned to the sea. We encounter among others
To change the world enough you must cease to be afraid of the poor. We experience your fear as the lea… humiliations; in the past
Let other leaders Retire To play golf & write Memoirs
I have a friend who is turning gray, not just her hair, and I do not know why this is so.
If I was President The first thing I would do is call Mumia Abu—Jamal. No, if I was president
Reminding us, as they witnessed our curiosity about them, that no matter the losses, there’s something fabulous going on at every stage of Life, something to let go of, maybe, but for d...
The old men used to sing And lifted a brother Carefully Out the door I used to think they
When the people have won a victory whether small or large do you ever wonder
Going out to the garden this morning to plant seeds for my winter greens —the strong, fiery mustard
How can Humanity look the deer in the face? How can I,
Remember When we ended It all —for a weekend— & how
I Sing of Mumia brilliant and strong and of the captivity that few black men escape
The tree of life has fallen on my small house. I thought it was so much bigger! But it is not. There in the distance I see the m…
Did you ever understand this? If my spirit was poor, how could… Was I depressed? Understanding editing, I see how a comma, removed or inse…