Melting Pot

Hoping Denver 2008 won’t be Chicago 1968

August 25, 2008 I have the dubious distinction of being one of the first journalists to be beaten by the Chicago police in 1968. My own personal cop clubbing came in a different era in a different city at a different Democratic National Convention. It was exactly 40…

Miracle

  In the moment I left my mother’s pink, velvet cocoon and its folds, I believe I arrived in this world fists clenched because I held onto what is rightfully mine without question… My dignity. In the new world we inhabit, a welcoming team awaits us to show…

Daughter of the Water, Woman of the Leopard

  James Robinson·Sunday, May 7, 2017   They say stars fell on Alabama, what a beautiful night that must have been. Afrika fell on Alabama, with words of a thunderous storm of heritage lost. A daughter of the water flowed over our lives, powerful as a Blood Moon….

Goin’ In: Sketch of Urban Renewal

Railroaded!   You see there was a corner bar that was just a block away from the bus line. Because it was contaminated with I never knew what, My mama made me walk on the other side of the street. And then There was Skeet’s store and, (please…

Losing the Shackles: Getting Free

All of our lives we’ve been told of the freedoms we have by being Americans. Freedom of speech, religion, to bear arms, press, etc. It is only when we get to be middle-aged that we realize we haven’t taken advantage of the most important freedoms promised by American…

Love’s Best Man

July 23, 2017   Susan Wylie  for James Robinson   Searching lifelong for love’s best man Deep the love, deep the life Deep the touch of two becoming one, Far becoming near Stranger in a strange land Swapping cell for cell Transforming Now familiar in a family land…

Reflections…on family, fathers, and soft landings

Meet my father Nathaniel (Jake) Box, my nephew, Kelley Hudson, Shawna Young, and my uncle, Leotis (Red) Box Shawna’s graduation Battle Creek Central High School, June 1995 As Father’s Day approaches, the debate intensifies about Missing-In-Action fathers. Deadbeat dads. What useful nugget can I add to the conversation…

Goin’ In: Witnessing Youth Jump Overboard

 I believe that our life experiences are cyclical and I believe unresolved problems often return to us cleverly disguised as something else.  I’m particularly fond of the Sankofa bird. It is one of the sixty-three Adinkra symbols of the Akan people of West Africa. Sankofa is a bird…

Sarin’s Thai

These days you can find Sarin at the Thai Cooking School.  She is introducing her “love” to students that crave this cuisine. “I have a great passion for Thai food. I like to share enthusiasm, my knowledge and my experiences with you. I cook with happiness and from…

Quiet Thunder

  And yes, tomorrow morning I will don my kurtah and kuffiyah and make my way to the local mosque – my every footstep a quiet thunder, warning the world ahead that my Muslimness is queer and alive and on its way. And yes, when I arrive, I…