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We named a street after Martin Luther King so you can Shut up! We’re renovating the Grand Theatre—all are welcome not like when it opened Shut up! We hired blacks in our factories okay the Feds made us but Shut … Continue reading
They walk into the diner, mother and father in their late forties, and towheaded Junior, maybe ten. They sit at a round table, Junior across from Dad and Mom at Junior’s left arm. Junior takes out an I-Pad, inserts earphones, … Continue reading
Genehouse Movie Review “The Rider” “The Rider” is one of the most beautiful and moving films I have ever seen, uplifting, gorgeous (the canvas is the Badlands in South Dakota), haunting. “After a riding accident leaves him unable to compete … Continue reading
In the Forsythia Ballroom drab in winter but colored bird song sparrows sin and sing scat swinging cardinals dance the Bounce The balcony section, Honeysuckle, upside down, man, with nuthatches powdered snow confetti raining down In the Forsythia Ballroom, … Continue reading
Last night, I got up to pee. I walked into the bathroom in the dark, and released Gene Creek into the Great Basin, in the dark, when I looked down and saw a moving shadow in the bowl. Remembering that … Continue reading
For several minutes, Senator Bob Dole, wheelchair bound, sat in silence before the body of President Bush. His jaws clenched repeatedly; he might have been chewing gum. He watched unblinking, thinking, no doubt, of his old friend, of war. And … Continue reading
I stopped by Farmer Orville and Quilt Queen’s house this afternoon. The kitchen was full of great-grandkids, babies mostly. The ones that could walk were scarfing M&M’s. Orville held Jude, who suddenly turned red-faced and exploded out the rear, … Continue reading
“The Little Girls of Birmingham” The little girls of Birmingham sing, in their grandpas’ arms forever: “Will there be a time, no struggles then,” and the angel grandpas sing: “Never, never Never, never, No struggles never. Never.” The … Continue reading
Washington Post columnist Jamal Khashoggi, a former Saudi royal insider become dissident, has been tortured, murdered and mutilated inside the Saudi consulate in Istanbul, Turkey. He was a Virginia resident. President Trump made it clear that Khashoggi’s death would not … Continue reading