Lessons from the Grapes of Wrath (op-ed)
Selima's Story: Genocide in Srebrenica
Solemn 25th anniversary commemoration recognized on July 11, 2020
Remembering Ron
(a shorter version of this article was published in the San Mateo Daily Journal, September, 2019 for Suicide Prevention Month)
The Colors Within
My attempt at poetry; just for a change
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"Fade to Orange, to Gray, to Black”
In anthology: "Dear Human at the Edge of Time"
Is it dark where you are?
Hot, cold, wet, dry?
What have we done?
The sky is a deeply muted orange film where I am
The smoke a dusty gray veil
Disturbing the Sun
Indistinguishable from every other day
Gray like the grizzled beard I only trim when the power is on
Gray like the faded vision that visits me now
I peer out of the double-paned glass from my small home as I imagine other fellow specters do in what once was a city, or was it a desert, or a farm
The race I come from, human, gave up on itself long ago
There were brave ones, outspoken ones
But, alas, the monied ones won out; they always did
Or, did they?
Where are they now?
Under the same sky
Maybe
Equality finally reached
The rich, the poor, the in-between
This is what remains of Earth
Is it dark where you are?