Author Archives: tarringovaughan

For Stella L. Vaughan, my grandmother Early August sunrise like the beauty I remember staring through the soul of her eyes – as another anniversary of her birth arise I realize I can still feel the heartbeat of her tender love/such a golden prize. Her smile, born in 1936 Georgia, grew into a woman filled […]

If we could not feel what we see then we would not hear what is heard.   We are the sensitive animal that roams in the open fields of negativity and vulgarity.  We are open targets aimed at for any difference our images communicate and we are often attacked right in the flesh of our […]

I used to look out fingerprinted stained windows when I was younger; staring off into curious tomorrows full of questions and sometimes tears filled with sorrow.  I searched for answers but I was told only what I needed to hear; only what my  young  heart could bear and they were those lies, lies silly little […]

In 1969 a united voice stood tall; it was a voice that fought back against oppression and a voice that vibrated within the echoes still heard today against the refusal to be treated as second class-citizens; it was a moment in the history of this nation that sparked a new celebration; a new pride of […]

…and I didn’t belong there, but for that moment, I wasn’t supposed to be anywhere else. We didn’t have much in common except we were men, unattached and seeking companionship. He talked nonsense and I nodded my head as if I actually had interest. But we were there, sharing time because either one of us […]

Thoughts From A Patio At The End Of July I wonder where I would be in life – if I chose a different road. If I challenged fate I wonder where the paths of my emotions would’ve taken me, if only…I had the choice. There is happiness here, as I write; a place of content […]

The sun shines in a mist of steady heat down upon the heartbeat of sleeping city streets. Soon, the traffic will rise — tempered as it grows in size steadily drifting through the warmth of morning’s sunrise into the shadows of overcast trees where singing birds fly and soon there will be the joy in […]

Spring sings through the microphone of melancholy skies as I take a sip of a delicate breeze through bohemian eyes. I am a wanderer with a mind rapidly in bloom as I look down at smiles existing as journalists in discovery of the beauty of being. Through a third floor apartment window I am looking […]

after all the thinking over the years, I just can’t stop wiping the sweat that steadily flows from my mind. On a day like today thoughts become like a humidity of words dripping in mirages of description/searching for clarity through the warm, gentle breeze of nature. Summer feels so magical on this day, like the […]

Thwarted tears puddled underneath the promises left behind in a young boy’s heart; abandoned love – the foundation of trust torn apart and he said he would be there for me but yet I barely remember the features of his face. He left me standing in an empty space with only the support from a […]