Midwest Sister

Midwest Sister.
This piece was written in honor of all my sisters who have survived violent hate or domestic crimes. 
God bless those who by faith find the courage to trust, love and achieve again. 
By faith, sweetness can endure.

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And so,

The story goes that you,

First saw the devil 'round age 23,

Blazing in a stench of bigoted, biased Chauvinistic eyes

hurling like vomit on fire,

As you suffered at length,

Overestimating the kindness of strangers

and personal strength,

And this, your concrete dance

was held in the beauty of Missouri grasses and wild wheat,

whispering warnings in summer heat,

and memories,

fading and rising in you like the acid of

what-if's gone sour,

Leaving a sister angry and sad,

Wishing she were stronger,

But fear not, dear sister;

for if sweetness can endure,

And with faith in God it can,

then I know I'll see you soon

to fist bump better days, my friend.

Peace.

Copyright © Arkay Evans

Snow In April (Evans)

The weather in tornado alley is sometimes quite bizzare.  We'd just had a week or so of
lovely spring warmth, when BOOM in rolled an artic springtime blizzard.  I took tons of pictures.
It was absolutely beautiful.