The Ghost of Tom Burwell
After Jean Toomer’s “Blood-Burning Moon” Tom, come sit with me, ghost.Show me the rage born of loveA kindness that melts awayWith the kerosene artlesslyPainted at your…
I am a White American Man, an essay
What does this mean? I will get to this, but first, over the past week I have been putting up a fence. The process of digging…
My recommendation for the day, watch and subscribe please
http://www.youtube.com/watch That is an excellent start. I also recommend this series. It moved me as a young man in Hugh school; I will rewatch now.
“The Defining Value”
The question I hear our nation asking in between the texts and soundbites and tweets is, “What are our defining values as a people and as…
“Where I Go From Here” An Essay Reflecting on a New Direction for Fullbeard Lit
Over the past couple of months, first learning to live with the reality of a pandemic that had me resorting my personal goals and priorities and…
