BrownToday is brown, I decide. Faded, dark brown. Frayed brown. Muddied. Humble. Just like my coat.I'm quite sad to be tossing it, really. I know I shouldn't be; the thing's an absolute disgrace.But all the same.I am.The seams are pulling apart; the elbows are beaten down; the zipper smiles toothlessly up at me each time I go to put it on.People are constantly urging me to buy a new one; anything would be better than this poor excuse for a coat. Ma was whining at me just the other day about it."Jimmy, when in God's name are you goin' to get yourself a proper coat?"My ma has the best voice. It has this real southern drawl to it. Breathy and soft, like feathers."I'm gettin' around to it, Ma. Don't get your panties in a bunch, all right?""Don't sass me, boy." That's a warning. Except from Ma, it's empty. Just words. "I'm just tryin' to help you out. You'll catch your death in this weather if you keep goin' out in that ratty ol' thing.""All right, Ma, all right. Sorry. I promise I'll
An ode to JeffersonThomas Jefferson had a way with words;He loved moose, elk, and birds.Though he believed all men should be free,He didn't extend that right to me.~Sally Hemmings
The Belfast Lodgings pt 5A sack had been thrown over our heads; that much I could tell. The itchy cloth rubbed against my neck and nose, and each time I breathed in I fought for fresh oxygen. The van came to a stop on a rutted gravel road. Nobody said anything , but I felt the presence of at least two others. Doors opened and closed , and Rose and I were dragged from the back of the van out onto the road. Our hands were tightly bound behind our backs, and our mouths, of course, were gagged. Why on earth people couldn't get over the gags, I will never know. Seriously.We were led not ten feet away when they stopped. The muted sound of a large metal door being dragged across concrete reached my ears. Somebody roughly tore off the sacks, shoved us inside, and was gone. The sound of the closing door echoed around us for some time after.Rose remained impressively in control of herself. I heard her steadily breathing in and out. So many grown people I knew would be positively freaking out by that point.