The Russians are Coming! The Russians are Coming!

Growing up in the 60’s, every time I heard a plane fly over, I cowered. Had the Russians finally crossed into our skies? My paranoia soared. Was this the first time I’d heard some fake news. “The Russians are Coming! ” is a phrase from 1949 attributed to United States Secretary of Defense James Forrestal who added,Continue reading “The Russians are Coming! The Russians are Coming!”

ANGELS GATE

        I used to look for signs, beg for signs. I talked to the moon, the stars, the setting sun. I looked for green flashes on the horizon. I listened to cooing doves, watched lingering hummingbirds, marveled at dancing dolphins. Looked for all of life’s metaphors. When I hear that during surgeryContinue reading “ANGELS GATE”

Fish Tacos

Mom was always quite blunt, unapologetic and didn’t mince words. She’d said a couple of years ago, “What are you waiting for? I sure hope you get published before I die.” (I’d given her a copy of the manuscript. She loved it so much she mailed me an advance of $100.00!) In this photo, myContinue reading “Fish Tacos”

METAL GODS

At the center of the current chaos is a statue memorializing Robert E. Lee. It depicts the Confederacy’s top general, larger than life, astride a horse, both green with oxidation. In addition to many of Lee’s atrocities, soldiers under his command at the Battle of the Crater in 1864 massacred black Union soldiers who tried toContinue reading “METAL GODS”

Seeking Refuge

https://www.amazon.com/Seeking-Refuge-John-Stark-ebook/dp/B01N4NF9O3/ref=sr_1_8?ie=UTF8&qid=1484943314&sr=8-8&keywords=seeking+refuge Today, when you’re thinking about marching north to the farthest regions to live amongst an indigenous people in the frozen Arctic, perhaps you’d like to read a book about a man who did. “Seeking Refuge,” by John Stark and Ruthie Marlenee. Available on Amazon.

La Guera’s Guerra

Mi corazon, an ivory-veined granite rock, was tossed into the Rio Grande moons ago. El Rio, the great divider of brown and white. I want to float up and pierce the muddied waters with my machete and fight for what is right; for mis hermanos y hermanas, but I am only half. I want toContinue reading “La Guera’s Guerra”