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“Good Hair” essay accepted

I am delighted to report that my “Good Hair” essay has just been accepted by Mythos Magazine.

 

Not sure when the issue with my essay will be published; I sent it earlier todays, and I have already receved a response from the editor:

“Thanks so much for your submission to Mythos Magazine. I loved your piece. The richness of your narration was powerful, smart, and unapologetic, and I’m interested in working with you in the coming weeks to publish it for our site. I know it would be deeply appreciated by our readership.”

As usual, I spoke TRUTH  —nothing else is worth saying.  So I don’t say it.

There will be accompanying artwork, I am so pleased to say. No details yet, just feeling “acceptance” (all I have ever wanted, to be accepted as myself.  That is all you get with me, 100% natural; I do not mean this harshly.  No wig, no weave, no extensions.  None of that for me,… Not a problem if you want to accessorize yourself that way, I choose not to, not because it’s better, I am content with what I have right now. I not feel a need to change it or enhance it. I like it as it is. 

Doesn’t matter what I used to have or will have, this is what I’ve got in the moment that I write.  Take it or leave it.  Does not come off unless it’s cut off.

It is what it is, and I am who I am:  a tiny woman writer –age 62!– with a lot of natural hair. 

 My hair is thick, but the photo doesn’t convey that.  

We all have something worth celebrating about ourselves, as long as you woke up, that is excellent acheievement.  Be thankful, boast that you woke up, not everyone did.  

And yes, I woke up like this:

 

 

Flawless

I am as unapologetic here as I am in the essay.

TRUTH

and never anything else from me.  Everythg about me, head to toe is 100% natural. Everything.  No additions or subtractions.  Not one. Not even a diet.   No weave, no wig, no hair pieces, no extensions and I do not apologize, for what?

Does the “TRUTH’ need to apologize for being the truth? 

“Weave sex“? –not necessary here.

A man who is with me will see a woman wake up with him the same as she went to bed with him.  I am not hiding anything.  No girdle to unlossen. My waist is tiny but is not cinched.  I have not ever needed a push-up  or padded bra.  Never.  

I try to be quiet in the background; I try to fade away,

but this truth is as real as anything else,   and if I am accepted, please understand that this TRUTH comes with me. I do not ever separate myself from TRUTH.  

If you want to know something, depend on me not to lie

(not even to get the man I want, yes; I may have some truth and a lot of natural body, and I am not that stupid, was considered gifted starting in first grade, but TRUTH alone is not enough, I even gave him my best natural “cookies”, but I woud be lying if I said I have him, but not  if I admit I want him (and telling the TRUTH right there, may cost me, but I say it anyway, I must; I asssure you he already knows how I feel about him. I speak here as myself not as a character.  I speak about my real life,   from the depths of me–)

The naturally skinny, the naturally coiffed, the naturally aging (I don’t even wear makeup, only some lipgloss) also have something to say.

I am talking here about nothing I gave myself.  Born this way.  

Please note, I am not rich.

I was born that way also.  I too have needs, wants, desires.  Including a man who will accept me as I am.   I accept him as he is; he knows I do.  I just want love; I just want to give love…

I am little, but I can love him… My love for him is much bigger than I am.  Much stronger too.

I don’t even know for sure that I should say this, but as it is the truth, I am willing to take a chance. I am sure he knows anyway, whether or not he wants me to say it, but just a look at a photo of him, and I fall to pieces.  

Just what it is about this man?  –I am beginning a series of poems to help me answer that… “more poems” I should say, not as if I haven’t written about him before… even this blog post… 

Here’s to his Highness Higgs –and every Higgs boson everywher.

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“Mongongo Drupe Live!

Callaloo 38.1 Winter 2015 p.144-4 smaller_Thylias in Cushnie et Ochs dress; photo by Ansted Moss copy

My pleasure to announce that my story: “Mongongo Drupe” that offers a glimpse of some of what happened on a much-needed weekend in Chicago has been published this week! in Callaloo Journal, issue 38.1, Winter 2015.

My first venture into this type of sex-positive feminism —I received a contributor’s copy on Monday, 16 March, 2015!

Website of Callaloo: (http://callaloo.tamu.edu).  More details:
Issue of Callaloo in which “Mongongo Drupe”  appears:
 issue, 38.1 winter 2015 and can be purchased from this website:
as the issue has been officially published:
A phone number for John Hopkins University Press, publisher of this Callaloo edition, issue 38.1, Winter 2015: 1.800.548.1784
This picture is my own, and appears here only because the story itself has been published, and Jesús [now called: “Mr. Higgs” ]—according to our agreement, realizes that this full color image of me in the dress he adored, by the way, would only go online after the issue was published.  Till then, only his photo.  I’m sure you can understand.
In Callaloo itself, story has a smaller B&W version of the photo.

A Letter to Mr. Higgs: (Once Upon A Tine) –a fairy tale about sex after sixty, poetry, and salvation

Good afternoon! –snow is steadily melting; huge embankments still prevail;

my good news is completion of another draft of my fairy tale, now titled:

“A LETTER TO MR. HIGGS: (Once Upon A Sky-Blue Tine) a fairy tale about sex after sixty, poetry and salvation

— completed only a day later than I wanted, to make an appropriate gift for the man on whom the “Mr. Higgs” / “Prince Charming” character is based –of course no response yet from the one who received a copy…. I’m exceedingly nervous about this, for I spilled all my secrets –chamber of my heart has been purged…. 

When I receive a response, I’ll be sure to post gist, not quotes… For the time being, I’m just so happy to have this Word document, 244 pages long.

BUT: I DO HAVE A DRAFT! –AND NOTHING COULD HAPPEN WITHOUT ONE!