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I’m Cree

Cree, when I asked I was told through a physical medium - scrabble tiles I used during my rehabilitation from a toxic brain injury caused by toxic molds. I wasn't too pleased with that, considering their hunting nature, but then all Indians share that nature. I still don't like it. Canadian. On my Grandfather's side.… Continue reading I’m Cree

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CREATE vs ENGINEER

Create connotes willy-nilly. There’s nothing willy-nilly about my process. I engineer everything I do – the entire recipe developing process is engineered. I don’t cross my fingers, take a deep breath or hold my breath, pray, hope, wish or hand it over to the universe. I take control at every juncture. I don’t try something… Continue reading CREATE vs ENGINEER

ABOUT ME, CORE STORIES

THE BEAST SAYS:

ROOK WINS

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my heritage

I'm not enough of any one thing to claim anything for myself based on heritage. ~ Sharon Lee Davies-Tight  

ABOUT ME, LAUGH, WRITTEN IMAGES

THIS IS HOW CONTROLLING MY HUSBAND IS:

I took the laundry cart out as a precursor to doing the laundry - only bedding today. He sees it before taking a shower and says what’s this cart doing out here? Don’t do laundry. I’ll do it on my day off. I say I’m only doing bedding. He says okay, then says no. I… Continue reading THIS IS HOW CONTROLLING MY HUSBAND IS:

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A BLACK MAN

A black man  who lives in my building got on the elevator a few weeks ago and said to me as he looked down on Lilly Belle Pi, whom I was holding on a leash, "that’s a valuable dog you have there". I thought how would he know. As he was getting off the elevator… Continue reading A BLACK MAN

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STAYING MAD – NOT STAYING MAD

I don't stay mad at people. Never have - even as a child. Others would get mad at me because of it. I never saw the good in it. It wasn't in me to carry the stuff. I don't know the why of it - only that I had no interest in getting even. Even… Continue reading STAYING MAD – NOT STAYING MAD

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COLD TRUTHS

When the democrats reacted with venom, violence and vengeance to the news of Donald Trump’s victory over Hillary Clinton, I knew how Chris Darden felt after the O.J. Simpson verdict was handed down to a cheering Black America community that could be heard and seen throughout the USA. I thought we were better than that. Chris… Continue reading COLD TRUTHS

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SWEET WHITE CORN AND SUMMER TOMATOES

Popsicle sticks writing in hot, sticky tar, on hot streets, on hot summer days. Sitting on the curb with tanned shoulders bending to the ground by the weight of the sun. Spider webs sparkling in the morning dew. Cool, summer streams filling the air with rushing sounds of clear running water. My dog licking the… Continue reading SWEET WHITE CORN AND SUMMER TOMATOES

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FBI DEVIANT

I have never known that safe place that gays say they have in certain buildings. The FBI came into my life when I was in the 5th grade. I'd see them outside, across the street from Uncle Danny's and Auntie Ann's house sitting in the car, at recess everyday as I pretended to have fun… Continue reading FBI DEVIANT

ABOUT ME, EXPOSING THE BIAS, MY ESSAYS

THE CONTRADICTION ISSUE

Upon choosing a healthier more compassionate diet, you will be challenged by those who have not yet taken that step, to defend your decision to not eat animals. They will argue that your animal-free diet contradicts your other animal using behaviors, thus making the issue of killing animals not worthy of consideration. They will point… Continue reading THE CONTRADICTION ISSUE

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WIND SONGS

Wind songs whisper through summer sands brash promises of winter snow nights melting in memories of that which spring failed miserably to deliver. Howling, piercing pain tunnels through funnels of hardened flesh frozen by air--whistling a tune one prefers not to hear. A tune one cannot help but stutter upon as it stops in mid-air.… Continue reading WIND SONGS

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AN OCEAN OF WORDS

Hard words flowing from a soft pen, turning fondly into thoughts--as God, my God, guides with fluid snow that which will melt every heart. I want to continue, not ever having cared for endings--happy or otherwise. And I will do as I desire, whether imprisoned or free--it doesn’t matter. Smooth as black glass rippling in… Continue reading AN OCEAN OF WORDS

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THE MESSENGER AND THE MESSAGE

I am not just the messenger, but also the receiver of the message. So what God has to say through me to you is for me too. In that regard, I can interpret the message in terms of what it means to me personally. I cannot, however, interpret the message for you.  I would not… Continue reading THE MESSENGER AND THE MESSAGE

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AN INTRODUCTION

AN INTRODUCTION In my early years, whether reading for enjoyment or for school, and I read a lot, I rarely read the introduction to a book or anything about the author. Neither did I like to see previews to a movie. I had no interest in the overview of the entire work, a summary or… Continue reading AN INTRODUCTION

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MY ONLY GOAL

 MY ONLY GOAL I have only one goal in life. That goal is to free God. That's it. I figure if I can free God, then the ripples, trickles and undulations created by that action / movement / force/ will free everything else. ~ Sharon Lee Davies-Tight  

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SHARON POEM

SHARON POEM I’m a Top Shelf Long Island Ice Tea hold the sour, two lemon wedges on the side please, pistol packing double espresso animal-free vegan working for truth machine. My thoughts are my bullets. My delivery system/gun is my writing. I like Guiness in whatever beer I’m drinking when I’m drinking beer. I like… Continue reading SHARON POEM

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A DIFFERENT SLANT

A DIFFERENT SLANT A different slant on the news, a different slant on life, a different slant on the world as we once knew it, as we currently know it and as we will come to know it - that's what Word Warrior Davies-Tight is all about. The slant that everybody overlooked, because they were… Continue reading A DIFFERENT SLANT

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WHERE MY VOICE COMES FROM

When I write artistically, I write in many voices. Could me yours, somebody else's or mine. The goal is to communicate the human animal's and the non-human animal's experience. When I use the word "I", once again it could be you, somebody else or me speaking. In that sense I assume a conduit role to… Continue reading WHERE MY VOICE COMES FROM

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ME, ARTIST

EVERYTHING I DO (write, cook, paint, and otherwise create), I DO FROM AN ARTIST'S PERSPECTIVE, LOOKING ALWAYS FOR THE ESSENCE, the core, the foundation, the truth behind the facts as they present themselves for interpretation and further expression. THE MOST I CAN GIVE YOU IS TO UNDERSTAND YOUR PREJUDICE. THE LEAST I CAN GIVE YOU… Continue reading ME, ARTIST

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MY SECRET

I'll share a secret with you about myself, that I've never communicated to anyone. Years ago while still very young I read somewhere, either in a newspaper or magazine or book, that if somebody could actually write the way their mind actually thinks they'd make a million dollars. I've been trying to make that million… Continue reading MY SECRET