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Oakland Bratton Venezuela 3.0

Guest Editorial by Jean Damu Was Oakland Police Consultant William Bratton involved in the failed Venezuela coup? And if he was, should Oaklanders be concerned? By Jean Damu Hundreds of Oakland residents turned out recently to voice their opinions about … Continue reading →

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Two Shades of Green

Two Shades of Green

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Media and the Management of Reality

Marvin X says the news ain’t the news it ain’t nothing but the blues and I agree. You might as well listen to Damien Marley, Koran Streets, or WolfHawkJaguar, if you want the news, they will tell you what’s alive … Continue reading →

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King Tides and NewTown: Harbingers of the Time

Today there were King Tides in the Bay Area. I wonder about tides pulled by the moon and what makes anomalies. I wonder. I stay in conversation with the universe. There are explanations for most anomalies. As humans we often … Continue reading →

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So THIS is transformation–

I know my role. I am an interlocutor .

I am a craftsperson, an artisan. I create. My tools are word and story. I am an interrogator I listen. I speak. I question. I hold our place in conversation. It is my gift, my task, my purpose in this awareness. Continue reading →

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Un-naturalized

are we the ones we

so need someone

when I was little

I waited for some one

to come then I decided

to be someone

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X

  living in legend feared revered removed your corpse a sign of contested resistance pouring  oil on paths to cold realities spiritual uprisings and songs of salt water you are forever living dead in myths of truth subverted held in … Continue reading →

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The Line Feminine

Dedicated to my mother Ernestine Roberts, her mother Nettie Brown, to Nettie’s mama Mama Connie, to my daughter’s Ebony and Ayodele and my granddaughter Maleyah.  We are the ocean etching the line that is the shore we are the line … Continue reading →

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A room full of broken birds

the new born still talk to the dead the dead go as the new are born entering and exiting a room full of broken birds called life we are born dying the young man said it life brimming in his … Continue reading →

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…a young man stood (a response to a post show event/ LoveBalm for my Spirit Child.)

a young man stood he said he spoke as a child — speaking in a room filled w/women who had lost children a child stood to speak as a son in a room filled w/mothers who had lost sons he … Continue reading →

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