by Warren Gaston | Jun 3, 2020
I am a very nice white man. I don’t hate black people. I’m cordial and polite. In fact, I have several black friends. I prefer Lester Holt to the other two anchors. I have marched for racial justice. I’m admire the courage of Kaepernick for taking a national...
by Warren Gaston | Jun 3, 2020
On the afternoon of June 1, 2020 we witnessed four hundred years of oppression against Blacks telescoped into a microscopically moral man. After his eyes adjusted to the light returning from the dark below ground, After holding his breath to avoid the fumes of...
by Warren Gaston | Jun 2, 2020
We live in a time of expectancy, like the anticipation one feels the split second a hammer is hurled in a room full of windows.
by Warren Gaston | May 30, 2020
The sun burns yellow into corn, brown into walnuts, red into tomatoes, purple into grapes as deep roots suck up the wet dark earth.
by Warren Gaston | May 27, 2020
A man named Henry died fighting General Lee. Had he lived, he would have married Mabel Morgan and been my great grandfather. He did not. That honor went to a man named David, my mother’s grandfather. A man named Charles died fighting Kaiser Wilhelm. Had he lived, he...
