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I Remember is a digital mixed media collage. Copyright © Michele Jackson. All Rights Reserved. 

INTERIM 

Come visit me  Spirit of Solitude for today  there is snow softly and pleasantly falling filling the woods with a quality

of freshness and renewal. No work today only time gentle time spent alone with all of creation and time

gentle time always comes with an essence of healing. Come visit me Spirit of Solitude warm yourself at my fire

for today  there is snow softly and pleasantly falling in gentle time with an essence of healing. Come... Copyright © 2018 MariJo Moore.  All Rights Reserved.

Painting. Medium: Acrylic on Canvas. Copyright ©2018 Anyssa Galván.  All Rights Reserved.

Pinche Tacos: Beat TB Tacos

(A Poem)

 Ingredients:

     1.   Black beans: my choice, but any kind will do, and I cook about half liter.

     2.   Organic No-Salt Seasoning

     3.   A pinch of salt: how redundant...

     4.   Garlic salt: a pinch

     5.   Oregano: a pinch

     6.   Parsley: a pinch

     7.   Sweet basil leaf: a pinch

     8.   Canned jalapeño juice: to taste

     9.   Cheese: as desired

     10. Wheat or corn tortillas

Procedure:

     1.   Use, mash, and 'fry' leftover beans with about an ounce of Olive Oil.

     2.   The more you let the beans cook dry, the better they taste.

     3.   Add a pinch of each of the ingredients, and be more generous with the organic no-salt seasoning.

     4.   Add Jalapeño 'juice' to taste.

Making the 'Tacos':

     1.   Using corn or wheat tortilla, add the desired amount of black beans, and place them along one half of the tortilla.

     2.   Add the desired amount of favorite cheese.

     3.   Fold tortilla and place on comal; turn over to heat both sides evenly.

     4.   Add whatever other ingredients you wish for; like, avocado or jalapeños.

     5.   Enjoy and share your pinche tacos. Copyright © 2017 Martina Gallegos.  All Rights Reserved.

Forbidden Words



for those who will not be silenced

The evidence of your ignorance screams so loudly every time you twit- ter another snort about you or your thoughts about anything... you call foul play you the King of foul who rules the oligarchy by bad behavior lies and slurs you try to silence truths by calling everything fake news you the King of fake you can't stand words like 
diversity because you despise it you wouldn't know vulnerable because you are a bully who’s always banked on entitlement you abhor anyone 'other' not just the transgendered you the King of xenophobia saying you want to make America great again code for going backward in time to slavery to poverty to us 
 with our heads 
 bowed down
 forward in time 
to more 
 wanton destruction 
 of earth 
its people 
 you the King 
 of destruction 
of greed 
 we need no 
science-based 
 studies to tell us 
the world is dying 
 we live out 
 on the earth 
we’ve kneeled 
in its fields
 as farm workers 
as soldiers
 as warriors 
 giving birth
 we do not live 
in towers 
 in castles in White Houses and the future 
 of fetuses 
 everywhere  even your future 
 generations  depend on us  to  RESIST!

Copyright © 2017 Odilia Galván Rodríguez.  All Rights Reserved.

More 45 Quackery: He forbade the use of the following words in certain government documents: "vulnerable," "entitlement," "diversity," "transgender," "fetus," "evidence-based" and "science-based."

Poem first appeared on Poets Responding 

Photo copyright ©Anne MacDonald, used by permission

Hibernation

hush

guides are ready cedar kin heirs to oak and hazel trespassers transgressors progenitors swimmers in the midnight frozen river

leak beyond the edges glass worn thin like tree bark water writes days of quickening and sorrow in turquoise ink on a bloodshot sky

dawn a latecomer gloaming walks an early road northern winter says follow chitchat crows in the narrow light

more hours spent in reverie than consciousness old women tie their shoes with deer sinew and catgut in the early dark fall from grace into knowing

Copyright © 2017 Sharon Elliott. All Rights Reserved.

Sharon Elliott was born and raised in Seattle and has written since childhood. Four years in the Peace Corps in Nicaragua and Ecuador laid the foundation for her activism in multicultural women’s issues. She is a moderator of the Facebook page Poets Responding and is an ally to people of color and to the earth.

WE Are The Sacred Hoop

Each one of us has a sacred purpose we came here to do. WE are the seeds planted by the Ancestors prayers and dreams... while singing the songs of Creation.

No matter what that looks like we are here to return to the ways of being in alignment and harmony with Creation and all sentient life in Creation.

WE are here to empower ourselves and our people (all nations, all colors of the sacred hoop)

We can no longer stand in silence and watch the predator energy consume all that is good in Creation

Each sacred purpose is just as important as another's sacred purpose, no one is above or below any one else. Everyone's opinion matters... EVERYONE!

WE must get beyond skin color, race, class and gender to truly evolve into what the old one's dreamed of... The generations that would restore true power, by rEmembering, true power is in Creation and all that resides in Creation has power and spirit...

WE must lite the fires, do the ceremonies, carry the bundles, the teachings and stop separating ourselves from the truth. That we were born as a gift of creation and it is our responsibility to honor this gift of life... for all beings as our brothers and sisters

We have remained strong, we are still here, our spirits will never break, we are the beauty in the chaos, we carry the medicine bundle of creation in our hearts and spirits...

WE are the Sacred hoop, complete and ready for what is ahead. WE are powerful and we are supported by our Ancestors. For we are thousands of struggles, thousands of prayers, and thousands of dreams.

Copyright ©December 2017 Thana Redhawk.  All Rights Reserved.