My steps started timid but steadied in stride Yet no matter the confidence I couldn't shake the danger. I prayed my steps become light and in my emotions assured Because I walked where it was ephemeral; I walked where aircraft dared. Miles from the ground on ashen nimbus Which threatened to render itself back to… Continue reading Beacon
David J. Wilson, a middle-aged secretary of a Southern Californian insurance company, slowly typed the agenda for his boss’ following day. His fingers -- because of both his ailments and frigid climate caused by the air conditioning — creaked at each pressing of a key which created minute pain. Due to atrophy in the joints… Continue reading One Man’s Solitary Sin
Austin Wiggins focuses on his childhood and the necessity of Black History Month.
It has only been about a week and a half since I last posted but I wanted to make sure you all knew that I'm still working on writing. Last week I finished a guest post for http://weaversknot.me/, which will be posted this Thursday. I also decided to have my first guest post on my blog. A… Continue reading Update (Meta Post #2)