Bob Moses died, and the world kept going. But something inside me stopped.
I was in my kitchen making split pea soup when I heard that Bob Moses had died. I immediately did a mental double take. I turned off the radio voice that had brought me the news. Then I Googled his name to make sure it was true. The Wikipedia entry for Robert P. Moses confirmed … Continue reading Bob Moses died, and the world kept going. But something inside me stopped.
I Got the Job, Part 5: A Season of Firsts
Poem: The Woman in the Shadow Box, by Stacy Torian
Stacy recommends: Octavia’s Parables podcast
The title: Octavia’s Parables Frequency: The program started in June of 2020. It has continued on a more-or-less weekly basis since then, with the exception of a two-and-a-half month break between December and February. How to listen: Google “Octavia’s Parables” to see your options. I listen to it on Apple Podcasts. I’d recommend starting with … Continue reading Stacy recommends: Octavia’s Parables podcast
Living While Black (and the Black History Month Post That Wasn’t)
Lately, I’ve been too busy living Blackness to write about it. The election-insurrection madness, the White Supremacy Show, and a whirl of workplace anti-racism activities have brought a new level of intensity to the Living While Black/Working While Black experience. A few lessons from my own unwritten, unofficial Living While Black/Working While Black Instruction Manual … Continue reading Living While Black (and the Black History Month Post That Wasn’t)
Poem: Balcony, by Stacy Torian
They offered me a seat up top and I took it, not knowing that the only barrier between me and the air would be slats of wood thinner than belts stacked barely as high as a child. I am a fetus, swathed in the fall that has not happened, a melody of tumble and screech … Continue reading Poem: Balcony, by Stacy Torian
I Got the Job, Part 4: How to survive a midlife career change
It’s 2021, and I feel like I just tore my way out of a street fight
Beaten within an inch of my life, I’m running, bruised, and bloody – but I’m still here.
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Poem: Dress Codes
by Stacy Torian
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