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how to be brown.

don’t be.

your brown skin,
how could it ever be –
so beautiful as mine.
your brown words,
how could they ever be –
so perfectly refined. 108 more words


A Poem on Privilege

Lucky Birth

by Abigail Taylor

Yesterday I wrestled
with the type of meat I wanted on my sandwich,
while Yemen’s children died of cholera;
mothers saved their last crumb. 58 more words


In Memory of April Renee

This poem is shared in memory of our dear “little” sister, April Renee Ball (WVU ’84) who passed away on Aug. 30, 2017. You may read her obituary… 187 more words

Soul Speak

A Haiku for the NC Morning.

Dawn again broken,
The fauna and flora sing:
Be, rather than seem.

by Abigail Taylor

“Virtute enim ipsa non tam multi praediti esse quam videri volunt.”  … 44 more words

The Lenoir Voice

‘Love is not enough’

Encountering a disturbing view of the Christian faith

By Art Sherwood

PATTERSON, N.C. – Last week was a wonderful week, celebrating the 241st birthday of the United States. 991 more words

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