We can continue squabbling.
We can sit atop the high horse.
We can pretend we are the moral authority.
We can point the finger at someone else for our world’s problems.
Or we can reach across the aisle.
We can humble ourselves.
And we can create something new.
Humankind is counting on us to admit that we’re broken and imperfect people.
And we may be arrogant and self-righteous, but we don’t have to stay that way.
“You deserve this,” the voice says.
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Pop Culture is our new religion.
Its Orthodoxy is taking center stage on social media.
Be with us
or be wrong
A leather chair
soft, spongy carpet, curled up like a perm.
One hall, 4 bedrooms.
A kitchen –
where my Paw Paw is
making his peach milkshakes.
Foggy, faux-glass cups.
Ice cream and peach particles
sliding down the throat,
Golf on the TV –
more in tune with the wood furniture
than modern plastic.
An afternoon stretched out
like cloth on an ironing board.
Pressed, warm to the touch.
a pleasant nap.
My Paw Paw in his white undershirt
whispy, disappearing white hair
and craggy nose.
Eyes as dark as wise.