I wrote the following peace in 2007 while my high school students watched a Civil Rights film. It is a celebration of a woman whose aura woos me.
I wrote “If Jesus Were A Smoker, He’d Be My Daddy” after a conversation I was having with a former partner wherein I described to her my father’s smoking a Kool. She and I were smoking Djarm Black, and as I pulled the smoke and released it through my nose, I thought of him.
Water is inspiring, as it always is. I wrote this peace in 2011, obviously while visiting Niagara Falls.