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Cornbread, Fish and Collard Greens:: Prayers, Poems & Affirmations for People Living with Hiv/Aids
Cornbread, Fish and Collard Greens:: Prayers, Poems & Affirmations for People Living with Hiv/Aids
Cornbread, Fish and Collard Greens:: Prayers, Poems & Affirmations for People Living with Hiv/Aids
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Khafre K. Abif has been thriving with HIV for 24 years, and is a father of two college aged young men. He holds a masters degree in Library and Information Science from the University of Pittsburgh, and a Bachelor of Arts degree in Africana Studies from the University of Pittsburgh. Abif is the Founder/Executive Director of Cycle for Freedom, a national mobilizing campaign founded in 2010, to reduce the spread of HIV among African Americans and Latinos. During the 75-day campaign, Cycle for Freedom will engage fourteen (14) African American and Latino communities along the Underground Railroad Bicycle Route by developing strategies designed to increase HIV testing, and confront HIV-related stigma, homophobia, and lack or mis-education. www.cycleforfreedom.org
Abif is one of five men in the inaugural class of The HEALTH (Health Executive Approaches to Leadership and Training in HIV) Seminar Program, a year long program designed to enhance knowledge, skills, and abilities for assuming leadership/management positions in the field of health with a particular focus on HIV for the next generation of African American MSM leaders and community based organizational practices.
Abif also serves as Community Educator/Test Counselor for ONE Life of Pittsburgh, PA, as well as the Georgia HIV Prevention Community Planning Group. He formerly served on the Pennsylvania HIV Prevention Community Planning Group and was the Community Co-Chair for the New Jersey HIV Prevention Community Planning Group where he ensured PIR for the group.
As a librarian, Abif managed Childrens Services for Brooklyn Public Library and was the first recipient of the Black Caucus of the American Library Association (BCALA) Dr. John C. Tyson Emerging Leader Award. As former Director of the Langston Hughes Library for the Childrens Defense Fund (CDF) at the former Alex Haley Farm in Clinton, Tennessee, Abif was responsible for meeting the librarys mission to serve as the intellectual commons of the movement to Leave No Child Behind.
Publications include co-editing with Teresa Y. Neely, In Our Own Voices: The Changing Face of Librarianship, and is contributing author in the anthologies Poor People and Library Services, and Handbook of Black Librarianship. Forthcoming work includes Raising Kazembe, and Fall to Grace. Visit Abif at TheBody.com http://www.thebody.com/content/art60852.html
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Cornbread, Fish and Collard Greens:: Prayers, Poems & Affirmations for People Living with Hiv/Aids
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Khafre Kujichagulia Abif

Khafre Kujichagulia Abif, MLS is an Atlanta-based AIDS & Bisexual activist, writer, editor, blogger and artist who has been thriving with HIV for 28 years. Khafre now serves as a Community Organizer with the Southern AIDS Coalition, a Birmingham, Alabama based resource and advocacy organization. Khafre has been honored as HIV Plus magazine one of 75 Most Amazing People Living with HIV in 2016 and by POZ magazine as one of The 2015 POZ 100: Celebrating Long-Term Survivors. Khafre was among the Bisexuals at The White House in October 2015 and 2016. Khafre is the editor of the anthology, Cornbread, Fish and Collard Greens: Prayers, Poems & Affirmations for People Living with HIV/AIDS, a 2013 publication from AuthorHouse. Khafre forth-coming works include, Raising Kazembe: A Memoir is an epistolary collection of Khafre’s journey as an HIV positive father to his son.

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    Cornbread, Fish and Collard Greens: - Khafre Kujichagulia Abif

    © 2013 by Khafre Kujichagulia Abif. All rights reserved.

    © 2013 Cover image by Javaka Steptoe http://www.javaka.com/

    Copy Edited by Catherine Zickgraf

    No part of this book may be reproduced, stored in a retrieval system, or transmitted by any means without the written permission of the author.

    Published by AuthorHouse 08/26/2013

    ISBN: 978-1-4918-0321-9 (sc)

    ISBN: 978-1-4918-0322-6 (hc)

    ISBN: 978-1-4918-0323-3 (e)

    Library of Congress Control Number: 2013914058

    This book is printed on acid-free paper.

    Because of the dynamic nature of the Internet, any web addresses or links contained in this book may have changed since publication and may no longer be valid. The views expressed in this work are solely those of the author and do not necessarily reflect the views of the publisher, and the publisher hereby disclaims any responsibility for them.

    Contents

    The Denver Principles

    Acknowledgments

    Introduction and Personal Journey

    A Prayer

    Wholeness

    Simple Pleasures

    Psalm 8

    New Day

    In Relationship (Bill T. Jones)

    Mupata wesarudzo (Shona)

    There Is a Balm in Gilead

    Jesus Wept

    I Wanna Feel Free To Love

    Lifeguard

    Wavering Faith

    Pass Me Not, O Gentle Savior

    I Am the One Who Keeps the Fire Burning

    Dear HIV

    Dear HIV/AIDS Survivor,

    Dandelions

    Strange Gift

    I Got Shoes (Heav’n, Heav’n)

    Today

    Psalm 23

    When I Stand among Activists

    Rocking Chair

    Get Up

    Mama, I Got It!

    Yesterday’s Anger

    How Do You Show Up?

    Awakening

    Dear Vee’s HIV,

    Who Am I?

    Destined or Willed

    Yoruba Wisdom Poem

    Umbrellas

    Don’t

    Grave

    A Beautiful Good Morning

    Dear HIV

    The Fight

    Emotions High as Tears Dry

    The Bone-Dry Men

    Picking a Bone with Mr. Freedom

    Our Lost Loves

    When The Moon is Full and You Remember

    I, Too, Know What I Am Not

    Francine Francis (age 13) Red Hook Housing Projects, Brooklyn, NY

    Hey VIH,

    A Prayer for Support

    Seasons Change

    I Wonder

    Anagnorisis

    AIDS Is A Trick

    My ‘Package’

    Love Me

    I Look into Your Eyes

    Becoming Great

    Psalm 139

    Immaculate

    Deliverance Deserved

    A Diagnosis

    Psalm 30

    Poetic Moment: RUSH

    Coat of Light

    The Chosen Ones

    51-53 Christopher Street

    Death Is for the Dead

    HIV/AIDS Is Just A Disease

    Series of Joshua, Part 1

    Dear HIV

    We, the Mouths of This Generation

    HIV Reflection

    Angels

    I Sing

    Traditional Jewish Prayer

    Anonymous

    Blue

    Band of Characters

    Circles

    Testimony

    Yoruba Wisdom Poem

    Zama on Mama

    Psalm 40

    You Are The Brave

    Psalm 116

    Dear HIV

    Lord

    The Master

    Follow Your Bliss

    Still Grieving

    Mercy, Mercy, Me

    Now—To See A Heart

    I Want to Cry

    Gospel

    Dear HIV

    Have the Courage To Overcome

    Comfort of GOD

    How Many Other Existences Are Out There?

    Survivors Guilt

    Uncumo

    Grace

    While He Is Knitting You Together

    Be Safe Not Sorry

    So Many Things I Dreamt To Be

    Medicine

    Everyone Is In A Struggle

    Human Body Emission

    Bloodsong

    A.I.D.S.

    Dear HIV,

    Who Can I Tell?

    Healing

    I Won! I Won!

    I am what I am by the Grace of God

    [I Corinthians 15:10]

    How Great I Am!

    I Am

    Yoruba Wisdom Poem

    Mental Incarceration

    Umthandazo ka-Lisa

    Dear HIV

    If I’m Alone

    Psalm 91

    Almighty,

    Peace

    My Love Letter to You Jesus

    Black, Same-Gender-Loving [gay], HIV and the Real Deal

    Tragedy

    Embrace Your Afflictions

    Up From The Grave Clothes

    Help Me

    Can You Make A Difference?

    O [Triune] God

    Do You Know Who?

    Insomnia

    I Shared She No Longer Touched Me

    AIDS Was Always Just A Word

    Soul’s Serenade

    Dear HIV

    Baba

    His Grace

    Cherry, Cherry, Cherry

    As We Wake Up

    Learn To Love Yourself

    Riddle

    Diagnosis

    Conversation

    You Just Never Know

    I Don’t Think You Miss Me

    Am I HIV?

    Irosun Owori

    Dear HIV

    Enclosed by Disclosure

    I’m Drowning

    Joshua Rosario’s Reality

    My Prayer Was…

    Forgive Self

    I Am Loved

    Instructions on Being Five Years Old (Again)

    Yoruba Wisdom Poem

    Psalm 138

    HIV Is Temporary!

    Yiba uwena

    Living As A Black Male

    Dear HIV

    Promises of GOD to His People

    We Wear the Mask

    Black Mother

    The Lord’s Prayer

    I’ll Take You Through

    Depressing at Times

    Dear HIV

    Where Do I Fit In?

    Little Prayers As I See You

    Tezi’s Fear

    That Day

    In Our Darkest Hour

    Ain’t Gonna Let Nobody Turn Me Round

    A New Culture

    Eviction Notice

    In Progress

    Ironically ‘Positive’

    Up From Here

    My God

    Never Alone

    Dear HIV

    Once

    Yoruba Wisdom Poem

    Parthenogenesis

    memories 248-250 starrin big mama

    Llegó la Hora de la Verdad

    Psalm 126

    Shadow Cast Kite Twister

    Fly Eaglet, Fly

    The Battle of the Heart and the Mind

    Lines To My Father

    State of Mind

    Dear HIV

    Status

    Untitled (for the community)

    HIV: 30 Days At A Pill—Liberated

    I Lay My Head Down

    Sometimes Life

    Thandi’s Song

    My Sister, My Sister

    Dear Friend

    Sewing Clothes

    HELL Is Waiting

    Count Your Blessings

    When I Die

    Home

    Poison Faggotry Fire

    Pinching Myself

    Psalm 139

    We Belong to Each Other A Meditation of Faith, Health and AIDS

    Eviction

    My Guiding Light

    Our Eyes Met on Christopher Street

    Arrested Voice

    Poem from Egun

    We Shall Not Be Moved

    Who’s Listening

    The Three P’s

    I’m Alive

    Yoruba Wisdom Poem

    Oracle Grove

    I Know My Soul

    The Faithfulness of God

    Testimony

    The Royal I

    In Lower Case Letters

    More Than a Statistic

    When Our BaBa Was Alive

    Dear HIV

    Rise Up Against All Odds

    I Forgive Myself

    One Sermon

    Purpose

    Resource

    Regaining Momentum

    Awesome Power to Experience

    She Sits

    Scarred

    Psalm 121

    Dear HIV

    Rise Up Against All Odds

    Arise and Live Again

    Selfish

    In Our Own Little Way

    Eye To Eye With My Soul

    Balloons

    Surrender to Me

    The Revolution Will Not Be Penetrated

    I Still Feel Their Pain

    Dear HIV

    Chucha’s Last Christmas

    Journey

    The Story of Peter Paul

    Uncertain

    Our Prayer List

    Yoruba Wisdom Poem

    I Looked and Saw History Caught

    Good morning, HIV

    Through the Glade

    The Eyes Of My Regret

    Does HIV Look Like Me?

    The End

    Women of Job

    L’INCONTRO

    Still Standing

    Was Infected?

    Beauty

    Rejection & Acceptance:

    A Love Story

    Thandi Remembers Some Things

    Dear HIV

    The Components of Dust

    Prayer

    I Live

    Psalm 125

    Who Am I Speaking to Today?

    The Light

    As We Walk Upon the Earth

    Psalm 102

    Cuando tocas mi lengua

    Little By Little

    Psalm 124

    Heavy In My Thoughts

    When Will the Sun Bring Back the Day?

    The Griot

    Yoruba Wisdom Poem

    If We Must Die

    The Prayer of Protection

    About The Editor

    About The Contributors

    Dedication

    Richard Anderson

    January 11, 1960-February 5, 2009

    Joseph F. Beam

    December 30, 1954-December 27, 1988

    Essex C. Hemphill

    April 16, 1957-November 4, 1995

    Floyd Patterson

    February 22, 1957-July 2, 2009

    The Denver Principles

    We condemn attempts to label us as ‘victims,’ a term which implies defeat, and we are only occasionally ‘patients,’ a term which implies passivity, helplessness, and dependence upon the care of others. We are ‘People With AIDS.

    RECOMMENDATIONS FOR HEALTH CARE PROFESSIONALS

    1. Come out, especially to their patients who have AIDS.

    2. Always clearly identify and discuss the theory they favor as to the cause of AIDS, since this bias affects the treatments and advice they give.

    3. Get in touch with their feelings (e.g., fears, anxieties, hopes, etc.) About AIDS and not simply deal with AIDS intellectually.

    4. Take a thorough personal inventory and identify and examine their own agendas around AIDS.

    5. Treat people with AIDS as a whole people, and address psychological issues as well as biophysical ones.

    6. Address the question of sexuality in people with AIDS specifically, sensitively and with information about gay male sexuality in general, and the sexuality of people with AIDS in particular.

    RECOMMENDATIONS FOR ALL PEOPLE

    1. Support and membership in our struggle against those who would fire us from our jobs, evict us from our homes, refuse to touch us or separate us from our loved ones, our community or our peers, since available evidence does not support the view that AIDS can be spread by casual, social contact.

    2. Not scapegoat people with AIDS, blame us for the epidemic or generalize about our lifestyles.

    RECOMMENDATIONS FOR PEOPLE WITH AIDS

    1. Form caucuses to choose their own representatives, to deal with the media, to choose their own agenda and to plan their own strategies.

    2. Be involved at every level of decision-making and specifically serve on the board of directors of provider organizations.

    3. Be included in all AIDS forums with equal credibility as other participants, to share their own experiences and knowledge.

    4. Substitute low-risk sexual behaviors for those which could endanger themselves or their partners; we feel that people with AIDS have an ethical responsibility to inform their potential partners of their health status.

    RIGHTS OF PEOPLE WITH AIDS

    1. To live as full and satisfying sexual and emotional lives as anyone else.

    2. To receive quality medical treatment and quality social service provision without discrimination of any form, including sexual orientation, gender, diagnosis, economic status or race.

    3. To obtain full explanations of all medical procedures and risks, to choose or refuse their treatment modalities, to refuse to participate in research without jeopardizing their treatment and to make informed decisions about their lives.

    4. To ensure privacy and confidentiality of medical records, to receive human respect and the right to choose who their significant others are.

    5. To die—and to LIVE—in dignity.

    Statement from the Advisory Committee of People with AIDS (1983)

    In 1983, an AIDS diagnosis was a death sentence. The delegates to the 1983 Second National AIDS Forum in Denver who wrote the Denver Principles had all had their diagnoses, and they wrote from the point of view of men and women determined to die well and until then to do everything they could to bring change.

    Today, HIV/AIDS is a manageable chronic disease—for most, not all. We get to focus more on the living well. We are no longer (most of us) People with AIDS, we are People with HIV.

    But the main points of the Denver Principles are still valid. We will not be labeled as victims; we are capable, self-empowered people living with a virus. We demand a place at the table when HIV issues are being discussed. Care providers should treat us—and all their clients—as people with medical issues, not as passive objects of care. Stigma, legal discrimination, poverty, and unequal access to health care are not just health issues, they are social justice issues. We have the same right to fulfilling lives as everyone else.

    Acknowledgments

    First and foremost, I give thanks to the most High God for the opportunity to do many things I never thought possible. This anthology represents another one of those God moments in my life.

    I wish to thank several people: Asante sana, thank you very much to my ancestors, to my praying mother, Barbara J. Page, to my steadfast father, Jackie A. Page, to my teachers and mentors for their wisdom, to the activists, advocates, allies, protesters, organizers and care-givers on the battlefield for pushing back against the shame, stigma, discrimination and pain often associated with those living with HIV/AIDS.

    I thank Seidel for her love, support and patience during the past two years it has taken me to complete this project. Thank you to my sons, Kazembe and Sekou for your unending love and support. I must thank my sister, Raquel Page-Hempfield, for never ever giving up on me.

    Publishing this anthology would not have been possible without the generosity of the sponsors of my Indiegogo.com campaigns, especially Lawrence L. Denson, Ph.D., Sharon Grant, Stuart G. Herman, Chad Kenney and Karen McCord, Ph.D.

    I am extremely grateful to each contributor whose written words have sewn a quilt to cover the hearts and souls of our readers while lifting the spirits of people living with HIV/AIDS and those who care for us. Asante sana, thank you very much to Babalosa Obalorun Temujin Ekunfeo for his instruction and teaching along the way.

    I must say thank you, to my friend and award-winning visual artist, Javaka Steptoe, for creating the cover art proclaiming what words cannot. Special thanks to Duane Cramer, international creative artist and photographer, for capturing me in the head shot on the back cover. Thank you, Catherine Zickgraf for all of your work as copy editor for this anthology.

    I also acknowledge James Baldwin, Melvin Dixon, Craig Harris, Joseph Beam, Essex Hemphill, Assoto Saint, David Frechette, Bobby Smith, Donald Woods, Marlon Riggs, Colin Robinson, Richard Bruce Nugent for his ground breaking prose, Smoke, Lillies and Jade and so many others for the space their resolve created to speak boldly, and share our stories with the power of our collective kujichagulia self-determination. Because of your courage, I have the courage to press forward and to bring a project like this to the life.

    Yours in the struggle,

    Khafre Kujichagulia Abif

    Introduction and Personal Journey

    In 1991, I wanted to ask the woman I loved to marry me. I also knew that my past behavior had put me at risk for contracting HIV. One of the ways HIV can be transmitted is through unprotected sex and as a bisexual, and now responsible, man, I made an appointment with the Allegheny County Health Department. Two weeks later, I returned to receive the results. I left the office numb; the feeling was like an out-of-body experience. My fiancé and I were married in August 1992 and our son Amenhotep Kazembe Ture was born healthy on November 18, 1992. But for more than four years, I did not share my status with anyone.

    In September 1995, I accepted the position of Youth Services Librarian for Montclair Public Library in Montclair, New Jersey. My mother, Barbra Jean Page (June 19, 1943-July 14, 2006) fondly known as MaDear, came to visit us. During that time she asked if she might speak to me privately. She wanted to know why I had pulled away from her, and why our long-standing Sunday afternoon telephone calls had been curtailed.

    My father Jackie Alfonso Page (November 30, 1940-April 13, 1986) had recently passed both suddenly and violently. The entire family had been left with gapping holes in our hearts. I wanted to protect MaDear, not burden her with more. But MaDear said, How can I pray for you if I don’t know what’s wrong?

    I took a deep breath. I am HIV positive and have been for at least the past six years.

    It has been said that nothing is more powerful than a praying woman. MaDear, my personal prayer warrior, held my hands as we prayed. She reminded me about her unconditional love and honored the man I had become.

    HIV/AIDS and Literature

    In the early 1980’s, society began its search for answers and understanding about HIV/AIDs, or continued in its condemnation. One such accusation linked HIV/AIDs to an entire community by labeling the virus GRIDS (Gay-Related Immune Deficiency Syndrome). In an effort to counteract these allegations, writers began documenting with love and compassion, the experiences of family members, friends and loved ones.

    Early nonfiction and creative prose included Dorothy Bryant’s A Day in San Francisco (1983) which chronicled her gay son’s passing due to HIV-related illnesses. Toby Johnson’s novel Plague (1987) addressed prejudices against gay People with AIDS (PWAs). Jed Bryan’s Cry in the Desert (1987) highlighted ignorance that often led to preconceived thoughts and feeling about HIV/AIDs and homosexuality. Larry Kramer’s essay 1,112 and Counting (New York Native 1983) was reprinted all over the world as Kramer’s prophetic voice urged, act immediately or face our approaching doom.

    Theater pieces, anthologies, poetry and memoir included William M. Hoffmann’s As Is (1985), Larry Kramer’s The Normal Heart (1985 that addressed governmental inactivity and the importance of self-help groups), Joseph Beam’s In the Life: A Black Gay Anthology (1988) and Paul Monette’s Love Alone: Eighteen Elegies for Rog (1988) and Borrowed Time (1988), inspired by Monette’s partner, Roger Horwitz, who lost his battle with AIDS in 1986.

    HIV/AIDs is more than thirty years old. There have been many victories. However, UNAIDS reports sobering facts, among them that 34.2 million people live with HIV/AIDs. Of that number, 330,000 are children. Parents die of HIV/AIDs and those deaths have created 18 million orphaned children.

    Cornbread, Fish and Collard Greens: Prayers, Poems & Affirmations for People Living with HIV/AIDS was created because God whispered to my soul. Like MaDear, I believe in the power of prayer and positive words. Cornbread, Fish and Collard Greens: Prayers, Poems & Affirmations for People Living with HIV/AIDS gives voice to the voiceless, oppressed and marginalized. The contents convey hope and push for a global, revolutionary mode of thinking and acting. HIV is pandemic, so should the concept of HIV/AIDs literature.

    The anthology includes work from my sons’ Sekou and Ture, established and emerging authors Alfreda Lanoix, Serena T. Willis, Samiya Bashir, Nikki Grimes, and Reginald T. Jackson, Poets River Huston, Tony Medina, and Mose Xavier Hardin, Jr., Catherine Zickgraf, and Cathleen Bailey, spoken word artists and performers Cliff C. Boyd, Mary Bowman, Lady Vee DaPoet, Storme Webber, Tim’m T. West, Sleepy Eyez Carter, Carl Hancock Rux and Red Summer.

    I’ve also included high school and college classmates GeAnita E. Smith, Sherry Lowery-Vaughn, lauren ryder williams and Nazim B. Fakir. Fellow bloggers and contributors from TheBody.com Tree Alexander, Maria Mejia, Justin B. Terry-Smith; librarian Rollard Barksdale, Alton B. Pollard, III, Dean and Professor of Religion and Culture at Howard University School of Divinity. International contributors from Ghana, Italy, Ireland, Kenya, Rwanda, South Africa, Spain, United Kingdom, and Zimbabwe with some indigenous languages and English translations.

    There was a time when the work of Essex Hemphill and Joseph Beam inspired unheralded writers to fill their notebooks with HIV/AIDs related creative expressions. Through this anthology, I hope to honor the Hemphill/Beam/unheralded writers’ legacy. In their memory and because of their bravery Cornbread, Fish and Collard Greens: Prayers, Poems & Affirmations for People Living with HIV/AIDS joins a necessary and continuing conversation.

    Yours in the struggle,

    Khafre Kujichagulia Abif, 2013

    A Prayer

    ‘Mid the discordant noises of the day I hear thee calling;

    I stumble as I fare along Earth’s way; keep me from falling.

    Mine eyes are open but they cannot see for gloom of night:

    I can no more than lift my heart to thee for inward light.

    The wild and fiery passion of my youth consumes my soul;

    In agony I turn to thee for truth and self-control.

    For Passion and all the pleasures it can give will die the death;

    But this of me eternally must live, thy borrowed breath.

    ‘Mid the discordant noises of the day I hear thee calling;

    I stumble as I fare along Earth’s way; keep me from falling.

    Claude McKay

    Wholeness

    God, I used to think to be whole I had to be what others wanted me to be; that I had to wear my hair in ways others liked, that I had to dress in a style that others found attractive and appealing, and that I had to speak and act in ways that others found acceptable. In other words, my feeling of wholeness was tied to how others viewed and felt about me.

    I have since come to learn that wholeness comes from You and only You, and wholeness can only be felt and enjoyed from the inside out; not the other way around.

    I pray for Your children to experience wholeness, I pray that all my friends and family will someday know what it means and feels like to be whole. I especially pray that those who are not whole would cease their desire to make others feel anything less than whole—and loved.

    I pray we become more like You!

    This is my prayer.

    In the name of Jesus,

    Amen!

    Rev. Nazim B Fakir

    Simple Pleasures

    I hope today you have a little drama,

    hope some lover or friend or combination of both

    gets on your nerves and you have to read that ass

    to the brink of extinction.

    I hope today that you cheat on your diet

    and have a sticky-sweet desert

    that rolls your eyes back

    and makes you moan.

    I hope today you get to watch

    some stupid reality TV show

    and know all the characters by name

    and all the details of their TV lives by heart.

    I hope today you hear a song on an oldies station

    that takes you back to a time in your childhood

    before your blood betrayed you—

    I hope you do the dance you used to.

    I hope today your account balance, credit scores, and T cells

    are all high enough

    for you to go shopping

    and get what you always wanted.

    I hope today, passes

    and you do everything you have to do

    to make sure that you

    are here to do it all again tomorrow.

    Red Summer

    Psalm 8

    ¹ LORD, our Lord,

    how majestic is your name in all the earth!

    You have set your glory

    in the heavens.

    ² Through the praise of children and infants

    you have established a stronghold against your enemies,

    to silence the foe and the avenger.

    ³ When I consider your heavens,

    the work of your fingers,

    the moon and the stars,

    which you have set in place,

    ⁴ what is mankind that you are mindful of them,

    human beings that you care for them?

    ⁵ You have made them a little lower than the angels

    and crowned them with glory and honor.

    ⁶ You made them rulers over the works of your hands;

    you put everything under their feet:

    ⁷ all flocks and herds,

    and the animals of the wild,

    ⁸ the birds in the sky,

    and the fish in the sea,

    all that swim the paths of the seas.

    ⁹ LORD, our Lord,

    how majestic is your name in all the earth!

    Holy Bible, New International Version, 2011

    New Day

    New day

    New year

    New way of life

    New spirit

    New gray hair

    New appearance

    New age

    New stars and musicians

    New songs and beats

    New voice

    New software and satellites

    New technology and candle light dinners

    New ways to recycle

    New nature

    New trees and leaves

    New flowers and grass

    New Winter, Spring, Summer, and Fall

    New insects

    New dogs

    New mammals

    New hogs

    New pets

    New diseases

    New cures

    New doctors and lawyers

    New prescriptions that keep us sick

    New laws to hinder you from moving forward

    New felons who are falsely accused

    New lottery winners

    Fewer homeless shelters

    New movies and reality shows

    New co-hosts

    New coupons in the Sunday paper

    New hairstyles

    New clothes

    New shoes

    New swag

    New religion

    New churches

    New ministers ordained

    New printed Bible called King James

    New careers

    New discoveries

    New words

    New money

    New job openings but not enough jobs

    New disasters

    New trials

    New regrets

    New goals

    New love

    New break-ups

    New feelings

    New desire

    New poem

    New Moon

    New Sun

    New Temperature

    New Horoscope

    New Earth

    New life

    New birth

    New fight

    New day I’m surviving to survive

    overcoming to overcome what tries to tear me down

    Life.

    Tasha (Lady Dred) Dancy

    In Relationship (Bill T. Jones)

    Grown in a low-laying area in Africa

    Grown to enormous size

    Read the carbon dating

    3,000 years indicates they can live

    Baobabs, a deciduous tree

    Umbrella thorn

    Grey to black in color, rough bark

    straight thorns with small, hooked thorn

    Alongside, thorns are thin and grow in pairs

    The flowers are creamy,

    white balls, pods are a distinctive pale,

    gold-brown color, curled and twisted

    Brown-sugar brown

    Peacock

    Gazelle graceful

    Lovely as a lover’s dream

    He dances

    His body, a live chord

    Jazz and Swing—

    Black Power

    Blind Date

    As I Was Saying

    Still/Here

    The Breathing Show

    Phase 2

    Face stage left

    weight equal on both feet

    drop the shoulders down

    relax and breathe down

    Inhale

    Place the left hand over the sternum

    Take a deep breath in

    Relax

    The right hand with the pointer finger comes to the lips

    Focus

    Right hand and foot move stage right

    Draw left leg in to hook behind

    The right finger drops the wrist, elbow, shoulder

    And everything is moving

    back to upstage left

    as one shifts one’s hip onto the left leg

    The left arm breaks over the head

    The right leg comes in and proceeds up to a posse’ parallel position

    Drop the right, left wrist down

    place the right wrist over the left

    Turn out right leg

    Right knee hits wrist

    arms fly apart

    Shift the weight to the right leg and lift the leg, knee and foot and head

    to the ceiling

    step through right hand reaches down stage right

    right leg reaches across

    Look away from hands as one comes back to the hand

    the left hand touches and hits the right hand

    the leg swings around

    stumble step left

    then right

    then left

    right yourself all weight on the right leg

    bend your arm in a serpentine shape

    hand relaxed

    release the wrist, and a wave moves through the wrist,

    the elbow, the shoulder fins a strange side attitude

    side position

    drop the leg down and parallel position

    ron de jong etudes back unto the knee

    both hands on the right knee

    look to the front

    look to the side

    hands open apart like a clock

    close back with the head

    push down on the knees

    straight up in parallel position

    and fall onto the left leg

    etudes left leg

    right leg, flexed foot

    Human spirit

    I Bow Down

    Pushing boundaries

    Collaboration

    Sweeping through time and space

    Bondless

    Contrast

    Spoken word

    Affirmation

    Muscular

    Journey towards understanding

    Landscapes

    Dualities between any two people

    struggle to co-habitat

    to live together against all odds

    Duets

    Solo

    Power

    Praise

    Peace

    Simple

    Complex

    Ancestral memory

    Sankofa

    Movement

    Incarnation

    Classic

    Modern

    God is still in the healing business

    Abstract

    Avant-garde

    Touched my soul

    Push, Reach, Stand

    Unexplored parts of myself

    Dance in the air

    Portrait in a movement

    In Relationship with Human Kind

    Khafre Kujichagulia Abif

    Mupata wesarudzo (Shona)

    Vanamukoma nana sisi vangu

    Nguva yasvika

    zuva resarudzo yenyu

    Ruzivo ruri nane pane upfumi

    Utano upfumi

    Muri mumupata wesarudzo

    Unouya panguva yevanhu vaYesu

    Kusarudza upenyu kana kufa

    Ikodzero yako kusarudza

    Pakati pedandemutande reshamwari dzepabonde

    Nekuvimbika kune umwe

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