Mad writer in the place.
Look, the owner’s hat is on me when youth emerges — lights, action, fashion!
You are beautiful in MATT BERNSON | Tribeca.
Pencil in opportunity next.
PEACE & LOVE
In my home, but outside all the same. Cold air sneezes and wandering children knowing warmth is just where they left it. Can comfort cuddle up by faucets running full on soured milk and penny cookies? The dogs just want a little more compassion than what is shared ordinarily. Do not watch crime shows or horror stories to the degree of muddying up tomorrow. Acting without a union card or talent is doing a job inside skirts edging through caked slime. It’s how you know when you are outside, nothing matters more than getting in.
Photos: Kimberly Yarbrough Carpenter, Union Square
Clearly beautiful, tomorrow is the day. Prepare for glittering paper, wrapping dreams of blue around pearl brilliant skies.
A job offer for Kimberly in a Kiyonna dress.
Days ache with activity needing more heat, extra push.
You may have all you wish.
Love yourself like that. Like that. Like that!
That’s love. I couldn’t make it without God. I have to buy the ingredients and make it again because I made substitutions that now seem illogical. It was good though. Self rising flour, molasses, stevia, almond milk or water, sweet potato, fresh ginger and Hellmann’s mayonnaise. Bengal sauce for glaze after baking. I may have included a sprinkle of baking soda to the flour, cinnamon and nutmeg. You can skip the Hellmann’s and use Earth Balance instead.
Goodness, looking at me.
Galloping leaping civil servants!
Iced tea under a shady tree after voting. Pink slippers worn to the polls just because I’m free.
Workers insisting they will do whatever it takes to process my registration on the same day, minutes after a college class ends; or in the last moments after work; and within the time protected by the Bill of Rights, the Constitution and now me in the beautiful struggle unemployed and in need of food and healthcare but knowing:
God, my Mother, Aunts, Grandmother, Sisters, Brother, Cousins and Daddy would want me to continue learning in a supportive environment.
Not one step back. We’re going forward.
Come on Governor McCrory. The North Carolina law that you signed restricts voting rights, and certainly sends a clear message to students, the elderly, disabled, poor and to me that you do not believe we are deserving of America’s freedom and privileges.
You can lead with courage.
Governor Pat McCrory now is the time to encourage and persuade people to live in a peaceful North Carolina. The unwelcome signs of your policies are state authorized abuse. Today you can choose to lead and not dismantle years of positive progress. Liberty from her celebrated post and God are watching you.
½ acorn squash, baked with Tony’s, coconut oil, garlic powder
1 cup cooked brown rice
¼ chopped onions
A teaspoon of coconut oil
Sprinkle of sesame oil
1 garlic clove, chopped
1 handful of fresh, chopped green beans
Slice avocado in half. Spoon avocado from shell and remove seed. Place avocado into a favorite bowl with feta on top.
Remove skin from squash, slice into chunks and mix with cooked brown rice in nonstick skillet on low. Add chopped onions, a little sesame oil, chopped garlic clove, fresh chopped green beans. Sprinkle Tony’s, black pepper, coconut oil, garlic powder, curry and if too bland add sprinkle of Tajin seasoning.
Cold water for a beverage.
Pray to God, ask Him to bless all your food and allow a miracle when you know a bucket of chicken is out of the question. Eat joyfully. Yummy! Play good music.
I’m serious. It was good.
Are you ready? Warm blue water, sugar sand beaches and you, ready for fun. Exercise everyday and talk to God.
Now look, there’s Jenny with your help waving goodbye to Los Angeles from the International Departure gate, flying first class:
After 15 years in Los Angeles, Price will soon say farewell to the Malibu coast. She will head to Munich on a fellowship that will allow her to write a book about contemporary environmentalism called “Stop Saving the Planet!” After that, she’ll become the visiting humanities professor at the Princeton Environmental Institute.
“I did not intend to drop this app bomb on everybody and then leave,” she said, “but that’s how it worked out.”
Hey Martha, I don’t want any beach lovers to miss a Princeton lecture given by Professor Price. I want to read the books they will write.