Miss Sopa: A Great Woman

Note: This background goes with my poem, The Fall of Miss Sopa, Eater of Clay, in the preceding post.  Thanks to everyone who requested it. ********************************************************************************************************************** I met Miss Sopa when I was a kid. When she walked into the room, it felt like God had just thudded up to me in a pair of muddy [...]

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Miss Sopa: Matriarch of Clay

The Fall of Miss Sopa, Eater of Clay by Julie Buffaloe-Yoder Sopa Abraham Botswana Johnson b. 1907 . Before three men and ten babies parted her legs with a prayer, Miss Sopa danced at the shore with the women of time, the women who ate clay and kneeled naked in autumn water at dawn. . [...]

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The Poetry Collaborative

The good folks at The Poetry Collaborative invited me to participate in a poetry prompt. The exercise uses American Sentences written by people in the collaborative. An American Sentence is a poetic form created by Allen Ginsberg. Basically, American Sentences are limited to seventeen syllables. Our exercise was to take the American Sentences and arrange [...]

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The A Is For Awesome

I tried to hold back in my last artist spotlight about my daughter, Amber. I don’t want to embarrass her with my gushing mother love stuff, because I truly respect her as an artist. But sometimes I just can’t help myself. Amber is an amazing talent. She also has a heart that’s larger than all outdoors. I [...]

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