February 1, 2023 at 9 a.m. “Where is my wife Stacey?” asks John. Answer: “Stacey is out shopping. You are spending the day with us.” John: “Oh! Okay then. Where can I park myself?” Answer: “Right here on this chair. We will be starting a fun program singing patriotic songs.” John: “Oh! Okay.” 10:00 a.m. ...

I’m confusedYou say one thingyet do another I’m confusedYou ask for thisbut pick up that I’m confusedYou ask me to hold onyet push me away I’m confusedWhat do you want from mefrom yourself Feature photo is an original image by B.R. Henry.

I have yet to understand why Blacks in this land, do not strive to leave the country that constantly rapes them of their dignity   Yet to understand where the kindness towards the others comes from; the courage to smile and just keep it moving   Yet to understand why they long to be like ...

Water runs dirty Down the street, in the gulleys Rain falls: clarity.

A country built on fears made of multiple tiers causing mothers to shed tears because others cannot contain their scares   We cannot ‘run’ free that’s now news to me for when they see me in the land of the free they somehow still see – property   I step out of line wrong place ...

Readjusting my mind a friend to understand I wish to find wishing well in a world unkind Why should I sit lonely in despair? Alone, I sit in this chair trying hard to remember “Life isn’t fair” Finding myself shrouded in delusions conjuring my own illusions knowing I have many confusions with nothing left to ...