Archive for the ‘imago dei’ Category
Ode to my head
Last night I had a dream in which I could take my head off my body. I could open it up at its “seams” and fix various things. At one point I wanted to turn it over to see what it looked like where it was normally fastened onto my neck. I felt my head’s […]
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dominion
‘Howard Freeman (2)’ appears on one of the Firefox browser window tabs and, along with the other seven or so tabs, constitutes a small but growing and ornery press corps at 6:30 this morning. The ‘(2),’ I learn when I click on it, indicates that on Facebook I have a Friend Request waiting (that’s good, […]
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Morning vignette #4
A young black woman in maroon hospital scrubs walks behind the wheelchair on 23rd Street and 9th Avenue. Her arms are coffee brown, smooth as the skin on eggplant. Her eggplant-skin glistens in the 80-degree sun. Her hair is in corn-rows, tightly woven and neat. The woman in the wheelchair has wiry grey hair, like […]
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Tears at the altar
I am not Jerome Morrow. Somewhere between discussing the new Battlestar Galactica with my brother Jim, getting un-friended on Facebook, and witnessing the wedding of my cousin Isabel, all within a span of 48 hours, I gained a new appreciation for the human race. Or at least that segment of our unique species that doesn’t […]
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