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This is the Face of 6th Street

When was the last time you told someone they’re beautiful and you meant it? Your spouse doesn’t count when answering this question.


When I told her that she was beautiful she smiled like the Cheshire cat. She knew that I meant it too. I don’t think she’d heard that in awhile. You want to take my picture? She said. My picture? I told her that it would make my day. There was so much going on around her that wasn’t beautiful. The heroin touts were busy running back and forth from Natoma out to the cars idling on 6th Street, looking at me with Hyena smiles. I could feel a certain malice in the air, like a current in a wire. I said, All right, are you ready? I knew I didn’t have much time. A white man with a camera on 6th Street. She put her hands on her hips and looked up into my eyes. She couldn’t have been much over five feet tall. She had a story for sure…

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Journalist Austin Tice: Still Missing After Being Kidnapped Two Years Ago

I’ve reblogged this to call our attention to our men and women who work tirelessly in the art of journalism so you and I can soak up news stories every single day of the week. From much of their stories comes our stories . . . those stories you and I make up every single day so we can hits our blogs. Now that one of our own has recently been beheaded, their tireless work is at the forefront and so are their lives. Let’s stand up and pay attention. Evil is spreading throughout our world. And we need to stand up and care enough to save those in its wait.


Syria is the most dangerous place in the world for journalists. In the last three years at least 60 of them have been killed while covering the conflict there, according to the Committee to Protect Journalists. Missing from the statistics is anything about the kind of journalist who goes to Syria and why. After the death of Marie Colvin, in a blizzard of Syrian Army shells in Homs in February 2012, much of the Western media drew back from covering the country. Meanwhile, a lightly resourced, laughably paid, almost wholly uninsured cadre of freelancers, often armed with little more than a notebook and a mobile phone, infiltrated Syria anyway. A few were crazy narcissists or war-zone tourists, but most were serious reporters. Four-fifths of all journalists working in Syria, according to one estimate, are freelance and answering to no one but themselves.

Austin Tice was one of these. So was…

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John 11:25-26 (Never Die)



Jesus told her, “I am the resurrection and the life. Anyone who believes in me will live, even after dying. Everyone who lives in me and believes in me will never ever die. Do you believe this, Martha?” (John 11:25-26)

Read: Jeremiah 12:1 – 15:21

Relate: “I am the resurrection and the life. He that believes in me, though he were dead, yet shall he live…”

“That’s bull.” Jason thought. But then, when the preacher stopped and those closest to him turned to look in his direction, he realized that he had done more than think it. So he said it a bit louder and more clearly. “That’s bull. Carlie believed and she still looks dead to me.”

“Jason I’m…”

“No preacher, keep your false sympathy and your empty platitudes to yourself. It’s all bull. Believing in Jesus didn’t raise Carlie up. It didn’t protect her. Believing in Jesus…

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Still in Love

My husband knows how much I love the R&B artist, Kem. When he ran across this new song today, he sent it to me. This was his way of saying “I love you.” After hearing the song, I had to whip out a poem. Good or bad, here it is:

Once upon a time when love was young and tender
Two love birds decided to make it last forever 
To keep their love alive filled with joy and laughter
He charmed and serenaded her with inviting gestures
Since that day so long ago, love refused to age
Now both are smiling, happy to turn another page.

Take time to wrap your loved one in a tight embrace today.

Hope you enjoyed the video. I was all smiles when I saw how one bird hopped to be next to the other one. Isn’t love wonderful?

Donna B. Comeaux
Freelance Writer, Poet, Novelist
NOTE: Donna’s short story “Selfish Ambition” will be published in Ruby for Women in the Fall Issue (September). See the Summer Issue for a synopsis of this new novel.

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