The southside.

7.18.2020 Dad, I went to the city last Sunday to St. Thomas the Apostle for mass. This is the black Catholic church that embodies so well the diversity and beauty of the image of Christ. The priest and deacon are black, which is important to me because I miss being under the leadership of black […]

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Upper room.

5.31.2020 Dad, I’m still only playing at love. I’m still only playing with black lives. I’m not trying to know their world but pull them into my own. Use the Dream [Between the World and Me] that burdens them to clothe their beautiful black bodies and redeem their inhumane lives. But it cannot. The white […]

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Linger.

“When you visualize and internalize Christ personally anointing you and putting his seal of adoption upon your life, freedom and risk-taking become a lifestyle as opposed to an abstract ideal. Fear and condemnation are swallowed up by hope and acceptance. Your countenance becomes wildly refreshing. You exude peace, passion, goofiness, and fun. When the process […]

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Fiat mihi.

5.15.2020 Dear dad, I am struck by the sensation of being stuck in a room in which the door seems to be inching closed. The room appears to have strange drawings on the walls, pictures or carvings, almost, of the likes of windows and doors. Not the kind you might see today in our modern […]

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Swag.

4.29.2020 Dear dad, It rained incessantly today. Every time I thought it was letting up and there was an opportunity to go for a walk with the dogs, it would start pouring. It honestly made me kind of restless and annoyed. What business do I have being angry at the rain, though? Usually, I quite […]

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Burn me beautiful.

5.3.2020 Dear dad, I was insulted by Jesus today. I didn’t hear a voice or a sign or anything like that. I was merely reading the Bible. Merely, is how I often look at reading Scripture. However, it is this mindset I’ve learned is quite the same as the mindset of the Pharisees when Jesus […]

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Let’s get this Bread.

4.28.2020 Dear dad, Adam and I have been playing virtual chess. I found the electric chess board I used to play with all the time in the basement. That was kind of our thing, wasn’t it? Chess and battleship. Gosh, battleship, what a game. I really don’t remember who was better between us. I am […]

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Brew Dr. Love

4.23.202 Dear dad, I can’t remember when this started exactly, maybe sometime early in the new year or possibly even the tail end of last year. Mom and I would make our usual grocery store trip Saturday or Sunday mornings. Trader Joes first and Whole Foods second. I know, you are probably turning in your […]

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The Muses.

4.16.2020 Dear dad, “Would you listen to him? He’s making the story sound like some great tragedy.” “Lighten up dude.” “We’ll take it from here darling.” You go girls. “We are the Muses, goddesses of the arts and proclaimers of heroes.” I am tempted to type out the whole song here, but surely it would […]

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Pandiculation.

4.11.20 Dear dad, I do not believe it a coincidence that the Webster dictionary word of the day today is “pandiculation.” What in the world right? At first, I wasn’t sure how this had anything to do with anything. I opened the app on my phone to look up a couple words from the book […]

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