My least embarrassing writings that came out of writing for an hour daily
Each of these texts were chosen because I was willing to share them with the group. I didn't share all of my writing and most will never see the light of day. These three examples are a snapshot in time of how I was feeling. The haiku was written while in the cemetery on U of I's campus. The grave markers were less interesting to me than the trees that had been there longer than anything else. I found the shade they cast to be more comforting than the cold, hard markers. Next, the two documents, one a narrative and the other a response to the lack of reporting about Black churches burning down in the South. The narrative I chose because it was a moment in time that seemed to be much longer than it really was and also my reaction to be flirted with and not hiding behind my 'husband shield' was an interesting experiment. It would have been much easier to hide, but buy not doing so, I feel that I asserted my own power. As for the response, just read it. The words that are written are exactly how I feel and continue to give the media the side eye for not reporting more on this issue.
Cemetery Trees
Elder sentinels
standing guard over relics
comforting survivors
Elder sentinels
standing guard over relics
comforting survivors