Eileen St. Louis

I awoke to a    Day that was pale- Clouds hung low    A bright grey overcast. As it crept towards noon The sky grew dark And the day felt weary So it began to weep The winds picked up Billowing across the wet land When a shot rings out And an orange shape is seen darting To hide behind rows of houses- Making the sound seem Only like a crack of lightning With a human streak That quickly fades. Droplets smash against these window panes Remembered days filled with pain and self-doubt Every morning waking up To the wish that I were not myself But someone else who was happy Or who might imagine that one day they could be. People who don't understand how One grapples with a disease of the mind That can have more power over you Than any physical cancer- Either have never experienced The way its effected someone Or are afraid of its unknown Crippling reach Which can invade without A moments notice Without credence to age, race or gender ...

The World Tarot Card of the Day for 2014-06-01

He Liang rides his home-made suitcase vehicle along a street in Changsha

Boys chant slogans and hold up their mock weapons made from pipes during a military-st...

Phenomenal Woman BY MAYA ANGELOU Pretty women wonder where my secret lies. I’m not cute or built to suit a fashion model’s size But when I start to tell them, They think I’m telling lies. I say, It’s in the reach of my arms, The span of my hips, The stride of my step, The curl of my lips. I’m a woman Phenomenally. Phenomenal woman, That’s me. I walk into a room Just as cool as you please, And to a man, The fellows stand or Fall down on their knees. Then they swarm around me, A hive of honey bees. I say, It’s the fire in my eyes, And the flash of my teeth, The swing in my waist, And the joy in my feet. I’m a woman Phenomenally. Phenomenal woman, That’s me. Men themselves have wondered What they see in me. They try so much But they can’t touch My inner mystery. When I try to show them, They say they still can’t see. I say, It’s in the arch of my back, The sun of my smile, The ride of my breasts, The grace of my style. I’m a woman Phenomenally. Phenomenal woman, That’s me...