I am in here.
The houses are haunted By white night-gowns. None are green, Or purple with green rings, Or green with yellow rings, Or yellow with blue rings. None of them are strange, With socks of lace And beaded ceintures. People are not going To dream of baboons and periwinkles. Only, here and there, an old sailor, Drunk … Continue reading Disillusionment of Ten O'Clock
childhood remembrances are always a drag if you’re Black you always remember things like living in Woodlawn with no inside toilet and if you become famous or something they never talk about how happy you were to have your mother all to yourself and how good the water felt when you got your bath from … Continue reading Nikki-Rosa
Just before shutting Fluffy the Laptop down, I find a new site, Misbehaving.net. You know I can’t resist a domain name like that! And follows is something for me at least to chew on while I dream. (And I promise, no more mixing metaphors. For now, at least.) women internet researchers Nicola Döring‘s list of … Continue reading new site
We have snow here in Cincinnati, a nice blanket of snow a couple of inches thick. It’s the “nice” sort of snow which does not cling very tightly to the roads, melts from them fairly quickly, but leaves the rest of the land looking like an old Currier & Ives etching. If it lasts, my … Continue reading dreaming of a White Hanukkah
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