Originally published in the Detroit Free Press If you’re anything like me, you feel a little sick when you hear that yet another 36,000 Detroit properties are facing tax foreclosure this year. Tax foreclosure is an autoimmune disorder through which our own local government has become the agent of its own destruction. The city, the […]
I’m quite sure that I had never truly prayed before. I know some who did, and swore by it. But most people I know do not pray, and I have never seen a need for it, or felt a calling to it. It was not until I watched with my own eyes as the tree […]
In the time before life, Earth was but a swirling mass of gasses: no land, no sea, no sky. A day was nothing but a shy twirl of the earth before the gaze of the sun, whose only impact was to stir the winds with waves of temperature that whipped the elements about. As they […]
Here is a truth: you do not know what God is. You use this word, it’s a useful word, you are free to use it, and you will be almost right when you do. But you do not truly know what it refers to. That which you conjure when you point your word at it […]
Reflections on my journey to stay in one place I never imagined I would be washing his dishes: the remains of some crusty casserole, six or eight months old; a mystery Tupperware; a rimmed teacup. I’m sure that if he had could have known that I, a woman he met only once, would be cleaning […]
Detroit is Not for Sale Originally published by Metro Times At the time of this writing, Detroit is in the midst of yet another round of the staged cage-fight that is the tax foreclosure auction. In many ways this feels like an individual fight — one home at a time fighting to mitigate the harshest consequences […]
On the eve of the eclipse, she slept with her head downhill, and woke to the sound of woodpeckers chiseling their faces into the forest, and, when she rose to look for them, she found, instead, a green plump grasshopper, which she showed to another camper, through the thin screen of his tent, with a […]
Outside my office window- a flat patch of land where a home once stood no shadow, fresh dirt, I cant remember it, exactly. Outside my office window- two police cars lights flashing, sirens off black tarp, solid form still body-shaped, but still. Outside my office window- a big semi truck from the deconstruction site that […]
The moment is… a kiss and not a word, a what and not a why, is you without your story, unscripted. The moment is the drop of water you can taste on your tongue as you dive into the sea- you in the ocean, the ocean in you; is the chorus of a flash rainstorm […]
At the event when I couldn’t help but stand up and talk too much, I opened myself up to judgment in order to speak the burning necessity that was bubbling up my throat, determined to be shared. Taking my seat for the forth or fifth last time, a woman two rows back lifted her head and her […]
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