Mudbound: A Film to Live!

I find myself walking through the dirt. There is a voice telling me to stand still, rest quietly in the dirt. If I stand long enough, I shall find my own land. That land is saturated with love, a love that crushes a racism that aims to kill.

Church Mothers:Thinking of Rose Fitzgerald Kennedy

I love “Church Mothers.” I appreciate their celestial confidence. I love how they designate certain church pews as their own; I love their hats, and the way they smile. They are the metaphorical waters of many church fountains. Often they hold the tears of weary members, baptizing them into wellness. Church mothers are the givers,…