Poetry Summer Poem 30 Jun 20251 Jul 2025 It is sand. Pines. Sand. Artillery. Pines. Sand. Cardealerships for miles. I am 40. I remember standing on the edge of the Atlantic,New Year’s Eve 1999.I was 14, soon to be 15,and as midnight struckI remember…
activism… Face to Face with Fascism: Reflections on The Long March for Unity and Justice 14 Dec 202431 Dec 2024 Foreshadowing By late September, I was nearly certain Donald Trump would win the election. The signs were everywhere, figuratively and literally—even in unexpected places like the Long March for Unity…
climate… The Next Disaster 29 Sep 202429 Sep 2024 Western North Carolina is in crisis, along with much of the southeastern United States. My aunt in Tennessee was woken at 2:00 a.m. by the sheriff’s department, warning of the…
activism… Pineview Manor: Gentrification and Displacement in Fayetteville’s Branson Area and Savoy Heights 5 Sep 20247 Sep 2024 If you're curious about gentrification in Fayetteville, take a drive down Branson Street and Turnpike Road. The area is at the early-to-mid stages of transformation. Branson runs parallel to Simpson…
Teaching… Public Funds, Private Schools 21 Sep 202321 Sep 2023 On Glensford Drive here in Fayetteville one could be forgiven for not even noticing Montclair Elementary School, lost as it is in the enormous shadow of Berean Baptist Church. Across…
Uncategorized Burden 17 Nov 202012 May 2024 Last year I completed the first draft, a very rough first draft, of a stageplay. I have no real intention of seeing it produced, much less sending it out for…
Genealogy… Why I Don’t Respect the Confederate Legacy 8 Mar 201825 Jul 2021 Preface I love the South. I also hate the South. I am descended from at least thirteen ancestors who fought for the Confederacy during the American Civil War. Many Americans…
Genealogy… The Loves (?) of John Kiser 19 Jan 20188 Jul 2021 If you drink, then have a beer before or during this one. I'm going to do my best to focus this story even though, like any story, it involves a…
Photography Earth Has No Sorrow 18 Dec 201710 Sep 2021 She first appeared at the treeline around the cemetery. I heard her before I saw her. She called out in a breathy little "mrrrrawf" as her tail bobbed above her…
An Unhappy Consciousness 