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  • lenten journal: specifics

    lenten journal: specifics

    ByMilton Brasher-Cunningham March 16, 2023

    specifics the way you call to check on me the text that asks how are you the time you left a note the month you paid my bill when you emptied the trash while I was out of town the day you came to see me the night you drove me home when you picked…

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  • lenten journal: I’m glad we’re all here

    lenten journal: I’m glad we’re all here

    ByMilton Brasher-Cunningham March 15, 2023

    I’m late on getting to this story, but I am assuming I am not the only one who learned about The Boy, the Mole, the Fox and the Horse while watching the Oscars last Sunday night. I loved it, even though they didn’t use an Oxford comma in the title. Over the past year or…

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  • lenten journal: parking lot poetry
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    lenten journal: parking lot poetry

    ByMilton Brasher-Cunningham March 14, 2023

    parking lot poetry I dress myself with rain make a hat of the clouds and a scarf of the wind a coat of many shadows I can see the stepping pools across the asphalt if I watch my step I can hit every one of the puddles I am a body of water walking on…

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  • lenten journal: incidental contact
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    lenten journal: incidental contact

    ByMilton Brasher-Cunningham March 13, 2023

    incidental contact we saw a beautiful purple house a woman and a man arranging plants she spoke with a smile in her words “I had all these plants in my house it was like a jungle” she said as we passed by never to see her again after my third trip shuttling the members of…

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  • lenten journal: tree hair

    lenten journal: tree hair

    ByMilton Brasher-Cunningham March 12, 2023

    Our last full day in Savannah began with the Gospel Brunch at the Good Times Jazz Bar and Restaurant, which is a few blocks from our hotel. The music, food, and conversation around the table were all nourishing. (I had a roasted boneless quail stuffed with collard greens over grits–and a side of catfish.) Then we…

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  • lenten journal: small stories

    lenten journal: small stories

    ByMilton Brasher-Cunningham March 11, 2023

    Tonight we ate dinner at 2 Chefs Gullah Geechee restaurant in Savannah. Morolayo Akinrinnola and OriBemi Adetutu are the chef owners (and are married to each other), and they were the ones in the kitchen cooking all the goodness that graced our plates. Mine included fried chicken, collard greens, macaroni and cheese, and rice with…

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  • lenten journal: why are we here?

    lenten journal: why are we here?

    ByMilton Brasher-Cunningham March 10, 2023March 10, 2023

    We decided to walk to breakfast this morning instead of eating at the hotel. When we walked outside and it was raining lightly, we were undaunted. The place we were going was about a mile and a half down MLK Blvd. in a direction we had not gone before, so we got to see some…

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  • lenten journal: defined by defeat

    lenten journal: defined by defeat

    ByMilton Brasher-Cunningham March 9, 2023

    I spent the better part of today walking with nowhere to go. It was a gift.I looked at houses, talked to dogs (and some people), found a bookstore, stopped for coffee, got lost without having to worry about it, read a bunch of historical markers, and saw a bunch of memorial statues. The heart or…

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  • lenten journal: a moveable feast

    lenten journal: a moveable feast

    ByMilton Brasher-Cunningham March 8, 2023

    Today Ginger and I walked all over downtown Savannah and its nearby surroundings. And I mean all over–as of this writing, I have 17,019 steps. I also ate well and had some great conversations. We walked first to Forsyth Park, which is six blocks long and two blocks wide and lies south of downtown. Beautiful…

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  • lenten journal: the weeping time

    lenten journal: the weeping time

    ByMilton Brasher-Cunningham March 7, 2023

    We could not have asked for a more beautiful day in Savannah. The high temperature was in the upper seventies, there was a consistent breeze, and very little humidity. We walked from our hotel down to Bay Street, one block up and parallel to River Street, to find a place to eat lunch and then…

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