Tag Archives: being human

If Angels

It isn’t easy to mend broken wings. It takes time and something else. Ask any angel you see walking down the street weighed down by unspecified cargo, or, those that are touring the backs of their brains in search of … Continue reading

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George Floyd and Us

Here is a candle, a flagged token of light and trespass in the small hours for a man who is no longer with us, who, for eight minutes and forty-six seconds, desperately attempted to save his own life through bated … Continue reading

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