Street poetry: Selma at the Crossroads

  On May 1, I had the honor of reading a poem I wrote for Selma, North Carolina’s sesquicentennial. Museum volunteers held a brief Founders Day ceremony with a few costumed citizens and refreshments in a pocket park on Anderson Street. There at the podium, with modern trains and traffic in the background, I read... Continue Reading →

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I have a Quran in my home

The recent Muslim travel ban, which has no credible national security rationale for it, reminded me of the ignorance and hate against immigrants and refugees that I encountered when I lived in Manassas, Virginia. I was working the counter at a local government office one day, when an elderly white man came in. I can’t remember... Continue Reading →

the magic of giving away my stuff

Our church is having a sidewalk sale. I’ve been putting up flyers for it around Pine Level and Selma, so if you want to come, it’s Saturday, September 17 from 7 a.m. to 2 p.m. at St. Paul’s Episcopal Church, 218 South Second Street in Smithfield, North Carolina. The parish did a similar sale a few... Continue Reading →

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