Light-Flinging Wouldn’t it be fun If instead of mud-slinging, People and politics were more about light-flinging? What needs to seen? What’s there to be healed? Instead of lobbing bombs or bullets or barbed words that cut deep We could shine the light of...
January, 2017 What #darkness does is bring us close, closer together, closer to the #Light. So it has always been, since first we left the trees and congregated around fires to tell the stories that make us who we are. The woman sitting and knitting in the back of...
Between then and tomorrow (c) Amy Marchand Collins, June 2020 Liminality Rhymes with criminality An assumption laid on some folks Due to the color of their skin. So much we take for granted So many places where My white skin and privilege gets me in It means...
© June 21, 2017 Swish Swish-A swirl of blackness, gone already before you realize she is here. Wounded. Leviathan. From the darkest deeps Lashing out. Angry. Betrayed! Well, yes. She was. And she scarcely knows which she wants more: to howl with grief and rage and...
