Saturday, January 10, 2026

A Life Lesson

 Like many of you, I watched the bowl game last night between Oregon and Indiana. A heck of a game, and to be honest, I vacillated on who I wanted to win. Both are from the Big Ten, with Oregon being a recent addition. Indiana had been at the bottom for so long, but this year, they turned it around and went undefeated. They have an opportunity to win the College Football Championship. From the very bottom to the top of the heap!

But one team had to lose. No ties. One winner and one loser. 

As a high school basketball coach, I’ve been there. One team I coached won a state championship- the second smallest school in the state of Wyoming! The year before, we had played for the championship and lost. It happens. 

I changed high schools after a two-year stint as a graduate assistant at a university, and I taught and coached at a moderately large school in Wisconsin. Loved it. In my last year, I resigned at the beginning of the season, effective at the end of the season, because I wanted to end with my seniors, a great group of young men. We didn’t go as far as we had wanted, like Oregon, last night. I felt for the coach, and I felt for the team. Been there. Felt it. It hurts.

What impressed me was what head coach Dan Lanning said after the game. I’m going to cut and paste it from an article on MSN.com for you, because I don’t want to misinterpret his words and inject my own. It would be a disservice to him and to you who read my posts. This is what Coach Lanning said: -- 

The Hardest Part of Being in the Locker Room Right Now:

“Man, you hurt for those guys because the world is going to judge everybody in that room based on the result tonight. I’m going to judge those guys on the kind of fathers they become someday, the kind of husbands they become someday. But in this moment, you feel like a failure, right, for them, and they’re not. They’re not failures. These guys won a lot of damn ball games. They’ve had a lot of success. They’ve changed some people’s lives, but right now, that moment is going to hurt.”

“And the hard part, you know, you got guys like Bryce (Boettcher) that they don’t get to be a Duck anymore. They will be a Duck forever, but he does not get to go wear that uniform and go play a game for us again. I really wanted that for them, really wanted them to be able to enjoy that and experience that, and they don’t get to.”

“And I didn’t do a good enough job of getting them there. They set the stage where there might be an opportunity down the road where somebody in this program is able to create something like that again, but he won’t get to share that. But he will be a part of that if we’re able to accomplish that moving forward.”

What Quarterback Dante Moore Can Learn From This Experience:

“I think every man can learn from adversity. I just told that whole locker room, right, this is going to be about how you respond in life. This is going to be a life lesson that a lot of people never get. We just got our butt kicked. Right? That’s going to happen in life, right, and not just Dante. Every single person in the locker room, every coach, every person can learn, ‘Hey, how do you respond to that?’ Some people crawl into a hole, right, don’t face the music.”

“Some people say, ‘Okay, let’s figure it out. Let me challenge myself so I can be better. Let me be an example of how you handle moments like this.’ I think there is a way to handle that. Dante has been exceptional. Bryce, these guys have been exceptional, stewards of what we wanted to look like all year long. And it’s gone right for us 13 times. Didn’t go right tonight. And you can’t let that overshadow.”

“Every one of us has unbelievable disappointment. Learn from it. But there’s a lot of lessons to be learned for everybody in life, and we’ll learn the hard lessons here. And you know what, most people will never be in the position where they get to learn that lesson that we get to learn on. These guys were in that position.”

His (Coach Lanning’s) Opening Statement:

“First off, all the credit in the world to Indiana. Said it before that they’re an unbelievably well-coached team. I think that was really apparent tonight. They started off hot, and they really didn’t slow down. They were able to run it and have success. Passing at their defense played outstanding. We were able to generate a little momentum there at times, but we were so far in the hole that you really couldn’t create yourself out of that.”

“And the takeaway is obviously they were able to create some. We didn’t create those. They won average starting field position throughout the night. Their special teams were special. You see a really complete team. And I think they obviously have a great chance to keep it going and have unbelievable success. Credit to the coach Cignetti and credit to those players. They’ve got great leadership and a veteran team that really showed up.” --

I think we can learn a great deal from Coach Lanning’s comments. To say what he said in the way he said it is the mark of a humble, compassionate, and wise leader. Those young men who played and will play for him, those coaches who coached alongside him, will be better human beings from having been associated with him. Honestly, his comments, his actions, and his demeanor on the sideline make me want to get to know him. Even more and even at age 72, it makes me want to grab a helmet and some shoulder pads and play for him. Hell, I’ll even be the ball or water boy. If I had a son, that’s the man I’d want coaching him, learning from him. Something to think about …

Live Your Life, and Make A Difference!

To My Readers:

I wanted to make sure I shared the following promo code for the Holiday Season! 

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For those of you in the Fredericksburg, Virginia, area, I will be at a sale and signing for all my books at the Howell Library (formerly England Run) located in Stafford County, at 806 Lyons Boulevard Fredericksburg, VA 22406 on Saturday, January 24, from 11:00 a.m. to 2:00 p.m. I will be in the library lobby just inside the main doors. Hope to see you there!




Wednesday, December 10, 2025

The Black Dot

 


I wrote something similar to this post back in 2017, entering my 41st year in education. Much has happened to me and in life since that time. I’m now retired, only doing substitute work for counselors and administrators, but nothing day to day. And I’m writing like crazy. Book number 11,
The Disappeared, is taking shape. 

Back then, when I first wrote on this topic, I saw it on Facebook. This morning, I saw something similar with similar results on TikTok. I felt compelled to write more on the topic, since it is too important not to. 

It goes like this … 

On the first day of class, a professor went to an overhead projector and placed a piece of white paper on it. The paper also had a black dot. The students were to write or speak about what they had observed. No other explanation or direction. Just to write or speak about what it was they observed. 

I would like you to stop reading this post and try it for yourself. I’ll wait … 

You can either do this exercise yourself or ask someone else to speak or write about what they observe. 

Chances are you speak more about The Black Dot. You draw parallels to this. You come up with what The Black Dot might represent. But there isn’t conversation, or at least very little comment on the white part of the sheet of paper. Almost none, if any. 

Hmmm … 

Human nature, I guess. The way our minds work. We tend to look more closely at the speck, the smallest portion of the white sheet of paper, The Black Dot. The Black Dot consumes our thoughts, our energy, and our time. 

I have spent 49 years in education, and I say that proudly. There is no other profession I desired to be a part of. There are no other professionals I’d rather rub elbows with. I love the kids. I love the challenges. I love the goofiness of youth (and my own, I dare say). I also know, having spent 72 years walking on this earth, I am on the backside of that mountain, and the thought saddens me. I don’t fear it, no, not really. It’s just that I love what I do and with whom I do it. 

It was customary and expected that at the end of each year, I would evaluate portions of my staff. These evaluations are based upon observations, conversations, phone calls- you name it. And each year, the portion of my staff I am responsible for comes to my office for our conversation. And it doesn’t matter how gently I word something. It doesn’t matter how many superlatives I pack into the evaluation. I recognize that those who visit with me at the end of the year are anxious, if not scared. 

And I am no less anxious and no less scared because each year for forty-nine years, I had a similar evaluation. And no matter how many superlatives (always hoping for one or two) my supervisor packs into my evaluation, my teachers who see me, and I with my supervisor, share the same feeling. 

We will focus on The Black Dot. That one comment or two that is less than superlative, less than positive, something for each of us to work on. The Black Dot. The smallest part, the speck on the white sheet of paper, and that will be their … and my … focus as they, and I, get up to leave the end-of-year conversation. Always The Black Dot. Always. 

We focus our thoughts, our energy, and invest our time and perhaps pay a portion of our soul to The Black Dot, the smallest part, the most insignificant portion of our lives.

The wrong someone did to us. The real or imagined affront. The careless word. The thoughtless action.

Sometimes The Black Dot represents something we did or said, something we didn’t do or didn’t say long ago. Time has passed. There have been so many other positive memories. There have been so many wonderful people who have entered and sometimes left our lives. Yet, we spend an inordinate amount of time on The Black Dot of long ago … or recently ago … and fail to recognize that we are not that person we once were. And neither is that person who might have wronged us. 

We fail to realize that each morning we receive a gift. The gift of a Do Over (a former post). And we fail to realize that each evening we receive another gift. The gift of Reflection where we can examine what we’ve done and how we did it and resolve to try again. To do better.

So perhaps it is better to only glance at The Black Dot and spend more time on the whole other portion. To recognize that we have done good, that we’ve done well, that we will do good. And recognize that mistakes happen because we’re only human. It’s in our DNA. And what is a mistake exactly, but an opportunity to pick ourselves up, to strive to do better next time, and smile while we do it? I’d rather that than stress, and worry, and be anxious. Really. I think we all might rather that. Something to think about … 

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And my book, Fan Mail became the third highest seller in the Audible format in the Black Rose Writing catalog. Thank you to all who have purchased and read or listened to my books. Don’t forget to leave a rating and/or review of my books. They help with sales.

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Sunday, November 16, 2025

Backpacks


When I was a principal, I’d stand in the hallway and greet students at the beginning of each day. Most greeted me back, others would nod or smile and move on. While others, only a few, would not react at all. I get it. It’s not necessarily “cool” to be seen speaking to the principal, especially in front of friends. But towards the latter part of my tenure, there were some who would stop and shake my hand on the way past.

Some I would tease or mention their performance in a game, a play, or in a concert. My comment, usually a compliment, would cause the student to turn red. But with it would be a smile. It seemed I always got along with the kids. I’m still in touch with a few, some dating way back to my first principalship.

Something I noticed over the years was the ever-present backpack. Some would almost burst at the seams with gigantic books, fat folders, and all the utensils a student might need throughout the day. Others were noticeably flat, noticeably lighter. The kids who had the fullest backpacks walked with a lean, as if they walked into brisk headwinds. From the smallest to the biggest student, the heaviest backpacks caused a struggle and strain.

Got me thinking about my years working with kids, teachers, and staff … 

Besides the backpack, what else did each student carry into and out of school? What else did the student struggle with as they walked the hallways, sat in classes, ate in the hallways or the cafeteria? What was hidden behind the smile or the silent, sullen, downcast eyes? 

Not just students, but what did my teachers and staff members carry on their shoulders or in their hearts each day? What was hidden behind their smiles and kind words to students? What was going on within their silence as they taught and did their work quietly while sitting at their desks, teaching behind the lectern, or writing on the board? 

For adults, financial struggle. Marital problems. A child making poor choices and won’t listen. Job or life dissatisfaction. For kids, problems with mom or dad and sometimes both. Troubles with friends. Struggles with grades, not making a team or squad. Too short or too fat. Not athletic enough. Dissatisfaction with their looks. 

Humans have become experts at hiding sadness and despair. It begins at a young age, and by adulthood, we’ve become masters. Some find it difficult or impossible to ask for help for fear of appearing weak or inadequate. Kids want their autonomy, and by asking for help, there is the appearance of dependence. 

Some say that those who show kindness, who smile, who reach out to others have been hurt the most, and might still be hurting. Even the strongest among us carry weight that can seem crushing, even paralyzing. 

We truly don’t know what is carried in those backpacks. We don’t know what weight is carried on shoulders or in one’s heart. Being an author, I am aware of the power of words. Power to build up or to tear down. To lift up and encourage, or to hurt and harm. We don’t know what any among us might be feeling at any moment, what pain or struggle one might be enduring, or how close to giving up one might be. We need to be cautious of how our words, our actions, and how they might affect others- intended or not. Thinking, even feeling, before words are spoken or before we act is always a good decision. Why add to an already heavy backpack when we can help the person carry it, even empty it? Something to think about … 

Live Your Life, and Make A Difference 

To My Readers: 

Fantastic News for You:

My publisher, Black Rose Writing and I have a promotion beginning Monday, 11/17 through Wednesday, 11/19. You can purchase the Kindle version of Black Yéʼii for only $0.99. You read that correctly. Only 99 cents!

 


You can find Black Yéʼii here:

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 All of my books are now available in three formats: Audible, Kindle, and Paperback. I am pleased to report that one month after Black Yéʼii became available on Audible, it was the fourth highest seller in the Black Rose Writing catalog. Black Yéʼii received a 2025 Maxy Finalist Award for Thriller and Suspense and previously won a Literary Titan Gold Book Award.  

And my book, Fan Mail became the third highest seller in the Audible format in the Black Rose Writing catalog. Thank you to all who have purchased and read or listened to my books. Don’t forget to leave a rating and/or review of my books. They help with sales.

If you want more of the backstory to Black Yéʼii (The Evil One) check out my previous book, Caught in a Web, which is available in paperback, Kindle, and Audible. BestThrillers called it “One of the best Crime Fiction Books of 2018!” It was also a PenCraft Literary Award Winner!


 

You can find it here:

Audible Linkhttps://tinyurl.com/yw23zhfn

Amazon Linkhttps://amzn.to/2GrU51T

 Of course, you can find all my books in all formats, their descriptions, and a pay link on my author website at https://www.jrlewisauthor.com 

 If you like what you’re reading in these and other posts and find a benefit from it, you can check out my other posts on my Website at https://www.jrlewisauthor.com under the Inspirational Blog tab. 

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Tuesday, November 4, 2025

Family

Family is incredibly important to me. I am the second youngest of ten, with six sisters and three brothers. That feeling, the importance of family to me, wasn’t always the case. It grew as I matured. When younger, I took it for granted. My brothers were my friends, and we played together. My sisters, all older than me, took care of me, especially Betty. I was her “charge.”

The “charge” system was that an older sibling took care of a younger sibling. Betty bought me my first school clothes. When I was older, I occasionally spent a weekend at her apartment and spent overnights on holidays. She had always “been there” for me. Always.

While I was and am close to all of my brothers and sisters, I think the four boys were the closest, maybe because the separation of age was small. They were my first playmates, especially Jim, four years older than me, and Jeff, four years younger than me.



We had a treehouse nestled high in and anchored by three weeping willow trees at the edge of the river. But it was the green apple tree I remember the best. It was at various times a B52 bomber when we played war, or a fort when playing cowboys and Indians. It was easy to climb, and the branches were strong enough to hold all of us if need be. For the three or four of us, it was perfect.

Our big yard was home to our softball games, our tackle football games- yes, without protective equipment. We took our lumps and bumps and bruises and wore them as badges of honor, if not stupidity. All in good fun. 

It wasn’t until I got my first teaching and coaching job in Wyoming that I realized just how important family was to me. At that time in the late seventies, there were three people per square mile living in Wyoming. Expansive. Somewhat desolate. Rugged, and yet beautiful. But also lonely, and it was that aloneness that made me realize how important family was to me.

For the longest time, even as I taught and coached, I considered the priesthood. That would have been a much different life, and it would have involved a much different kind of family. My consideration of the priesthood was born with my Catholic upbringing, taught by nuns, nurtured and mentored by priests, but in the early eighties, I had pretty much discarded the idea of being a priest. Pretty much, but not totally. Maybe another post on that someday.

After a coaching and school for a master’s degree in Nebraska, and then a teaching and coaching gig back in Wisconsin, one year as a counselor in Wisconsin, I moved to California. The writing bug bit me. But primarily, I was a counselor there for eleven or so years, then I became an associate principal. 

It was in California that two important things happened in my life. The first was my decision to adopt a child. Being single, Guatemala at that time, was sympathetic towards single adults adopting children. But the second important thing that happened in my life was I met Kim, who also was also from Wisconsin. We had to travel 2,000 miles to find each other.



We got married and started our own family. Hannah was born a little over a year later, and one month and one day after she was born, I traveled to Guatemala for William. And then four years later, Emily was born.



We had our own family, the five of us. Even now, with Wil deceased, and with Hannah married to Alex, with their son, Mason, and the birth of Olivia about two weeks away, and with Emily married to Quaevon, it’s our family. Alex and Q might not have been born to us, and even though Wil was adopted, we’re family.







Family isn’t just defined by DNA or blood. Mostly, family is defined by love, by being together, by the feeling we have for each other- together or apart. Family is defined by the heart, by the feeling of protecting those we love and care for. That’s what I’ve come to understand as I matured, as I grew up. As much as I love the family I was born into, I love the family I am a part of now. That won’t change with time or death, with marriage or birth. Love grows. It doesn’t diminish or lessen. My family. Something to think about …

Live Your Life and Make A Difference!


To My Readers:

All of my books are now available in three formats: Audible, Kindle, and Paperback. I am pleased to report that one month after Black Yéʼii became available on Audible, it was the fourth highest seller in the Black Rose Writing catalog. Black Yéʼii received a 2025 Maxy Finalist Award for Thriller and Suspense and previously won a Literary Titan Gold Book Award

And my book, Fan Mail became the third highest seller in the Audible format in the Black Rose Writing catalog. Thank you to all who have purchased and read or listened to my books. Don’t forget to leave a rating and/or review of my books. They help with sales.

You can find Black Yéʼii here:

Amazon Linkhttps://tinyurl.com/25w95xcn

Barnes & Noble Linkhttps://www.barnesandnoble.com/w/black-y-700-ii-joseph-lewis/1146257565?ean=9781685135379 

Audible: https://www.audible.com/acx-promo

If you want more of the backstory to Black Yéʼii (The Evil One) check out my previous book, Caught in a Web, which is available in paperback, Kindle, and Audible. BestThrillers called it “One of the best Crime Fiction Books of 2018!” It was also a PenCraft Literary Award Winner!

You can find it here:

Audible Link: https://tinyurl.com/yw23zhfn

Amazon Linkhttps://amzn.to/2GrU51T

Barnes & Noble Linkhttps://www.barnesandnoble.com/w/caught-in-a-web-joseph-lewis/1128250923?ean=9781684330249

Of course, you can find all my books in all formats, their descriptions, and a pay link on my author website at https://www.jrlewisauthor.com 

If you like what you’re reading in these and other posts and find a benefit from it, you can check out my other posts on my Website at https://www.jrlewisauthor.com under the Inspirational Blog tab

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Tuesday, September 16, 2025

Still Adjusting


It’s been a month and a half, but I’m still adjusting to being retired. It’s not easy for me. Not easy at all. I still have this nagging feeling “I should be doing something.” 

Yes, I write, and I read. I clean the house, though not as well as Kim does. I’m mostly responsible for meals, since she’s still working for the next two or three years. So, I’m alone and at home with nothing much to do.

For 49 years, I “lived” at a school. Teacher, coach, counselor, and administrator. It all pretty much ended in 2020. For the past four years, I’ve subbed, I’ve been a part-time teacher, and a part-time counselor. Now, I’ll only sub for administrators or counselors. So far, I did one gig for one day as an administrator, and I have a six-week gig subbing for a counselor going out on maternity leave coming up. For 49 years, I’ve put on slacks, a button-down shirt and a tie, and went to “work.” That’s the life I led, and now, I’m finding “doing nothing” is difficult. 

I miss the day-to-day conversation with people- teachers, staff, and mostly the kids. It’s gone. Yes, I happily and eagerly babysit our grandson, Mason, when there is a need, and come November, I’ll help with our newest grandchild, Olivia, but it isn’t and won’t be an everyday thing. 

This might surprise some of you who “know” me or have worked with me, but I tend to be reserved, if not introverted. At work, I put on my game face as needed, but I am rather quiet, more of a listener than a talker. Being home alone is too quiet. 

I’m excited about the book I’m currently writing. It is number eleven for me, tentatively titled The Disappeared. I can’t wait to sit down and write, and I’m a writer who “thinks” about the plot, conversations, and setting(s) constantly, almost obsessively. I’ve been asked to read and review books by six other authors, so I have my “to be read” stack. But as I said, I miss people. 

I’ve always been spiritual and fairly religious, but I think as I get older, I am more so. Just today, I found out Robert Redford passed away. Add him to the number of icons in music, TV and movies, and in politics, who have passed away. At my age, it causes me to think. Both of my parents and four of my sisters have passed away. That leaves six of us left. I find it unsettling. 

I’m not sure what the answer is, really. Yes, I can go volunteer somewhere. I can go work out at the YMCA. If it comes to it, I guess I can even substitute more- God forbid! 

Honestly, I had been looking forward to retirement, but now, I’m not so sure. There’s a lot- too much- alone time. I’m still learning how to manage that. As I wrote, I’m still adjusting to it. It’s just taking longer than I had expected. Uncomfortably so. Something to think about … 

Live Your Life, and Make A Difference!

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Black Yéʼii is now available on Audible, and has quickly become a bestseller in that format. It received a 2025 Maxy Finalist Award for Thriller and Suspense and previously won a Literary Titan Gold Book Award. It is also available in Paperback and on Kindle.  

You can find Black Yéʼii here:

Amazon Linkhttps://tinyurl.com/25w95xcn

Barnes & Noble Linkhttps://www.barnesandnoble.com/w/black-y-700-ii-joseph-lewis/1146257565?ean=9781685135379 

Audible: https://www.audible.com/acx-promo

If you want more of the backstory to Black Yéʼii (The Evil One) check out my previous book, Caught in a Web, which is available in paperback, Kindle, and Audible. BestThrillers called it “One of the best Crime Fiction Books of 2018!” It was also a PenCraft Literary Award Winner!

You can find it here:

Audible Link: https://tinyurl.com/yw23zhfn

Amazon Linkhttps://amzn.to/2GrU51T

Barnes & Noble Linkhttps://www.barnesandnoble.com/w/caught-in-a-web-joseph-lewis/1128250923?ean=9781684330249

Of course, you can find all my books, their descriptions, and a pay link on my author website at https://www.jrlewisauthor.com 

If you like what you’re reading and find a benefit from it, you can check out my other posts on my Website at https://www.jrlewisauthor.com under the Inspirational Blog tab. You can find all ten books, their descriptions, and links for purchase on the same site.  

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