Dear Phoenix Sky Harbor

Sitting in the air port thinking about how I was just about strip searched in front of 50 people.

My beautiful big sister drops me off with love and we’ll wishes as I unloaded my bags from her car.

I’m smiling and feeling happy about my time here in Phoenix. I get my bags checked and head for security check.

I stand in the proper way. I put all the belongings that I’ve brought in the trays as instructed.

As I come out of the scanning station the TSA agent tells me that I flagged in the buttocks area. I’m a bit annoyed because I took great care in picking clothes with no extra buckles and belts.

She instructs me on how she will be searching me and asked if I wanted a private search. I said no because the area in which she said she would run her hands didn’t need privacy in my thoughts.

As she’s searching me I begin to feel uncomfortable. She ran her hands across my butt. Then across my waist. Took both hands down my thigh from the side of my vagina down my leg. Then ran her hands across my vagina pubic hair. Proceeded to switch to the other leg and then ran her fingers in my mid panty area between my legs. Thank God I wore underwear today.

She went again across my waist, then bent down before me on her knees lifted my dress and pulled down my leggings to look inside. After she took a wipe and wiped both my hands and tested the wipe with a machine.

I became angry as I quietly waited for the test results. Others were passing by without one other person getting stopped.

She did my mention swiping my hands or putting her hand on my vagina when she explained the search. She also did not mention looking into my leggings.Which also triggered emotions of embarrassment and violation.

I was then cleared to continue to my gate.

I pushed through the sign annoyed and traumatised.

I now sit here wondering what the flag actually was.

Dear Phoenix Sky Harbor. Teach your TSA agents to better explain why you are stopped and the full nature of the search. If it had been better explained I would have opted for a more private search.

Sincerely

C L Cunningham

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Ermias Asghedom

Also known as Nipsy Hussel . He was great spirit with foresight and vision.

He had a premonition to look ahead of today and point a generation of listeners to a different tomorrow.

I found this article about the man behind the scope of entertainment on NBC news. It mentioned his dream of expanding clothing and technology to new beginnings for our culture.

Changing the way we see health and healing and opening our eyes to bigger ideas for our communities.

I wanted to know more about the path he was taking. Following him on social media I wouldn’t have known how impressive his mindset was.

I am now enlightened.

Saddened by the length of his journey I pray his walk isn’t forgotten. That his legacy his lives on in his three children and his fiance Lauren London.

Peace be with us on this day March 31st 2019.

Xoxo Kandee

C L Cunningham

Photo credit Nispey Hussel instagram and photographer Awol Erizku

Flowers are a bloom

Scattered seeds of my mind.

My heart reaches out of the foggy mist of precipitation to reach for love once again.

Mended fences. Deep conversations about political parties and how far the ocean reaches.

The miles between us and our day to day hoopla.

All just planting seeds of the beautiful things that will bloom of our love affair.

Leaving us to envision flowers blooming and grace leading us peacefully to each other.

C L Cunningham

Happy Wednesday everyone

Xoxo Kandee

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Brown unicorn volume 2

I’m proud to say that I’m on book six. It’s been an uphill battle with lots of failure and hopes.

I’m grateful for the road to being a writer,poet,and author.

I would love to share a few of the poems from the book with all of you.

Live via Instagram from Arizona on April 12,2019

Come hang out with me online and chat about the book.

https://www.eventbrite.com/e/brown-unicorn-book-preview-tickets-57969046980?ref=estw

Happy Monday everyone

Xoxo Kandee

Out of Omaha and on to the big screen

Growing up in Omaha Nebraska has never been the picnic in the park, easy going “Good Life” that’s written on the sign.

That life is for some,but not for all. Hidden behind the scenes of our city is a quiet rule of thumb pictured in the documentary Out of Omaha.

The movie follows twin Trotter brothers around for a span of eight years. Showing the ups and downs of life due to racial and economic crisis for people of color.

The director,writers,actors,and producers put together a vision of what it takes to move ahead of life when the odds are stacked against you.

Out of Omaha will be available March 6 and 9th at the Aksarben Cinema.

Hope you all can check it out.

Xoxo Kandee

📷photo courtesy of Imdb.com

Coffee or tea or something like that

Scrolling down my timeline and there’s nothing I want to focus on.

Looking forward to seeing a post from that favorite feed only to get no rejuvenation.

Feeling better today than yesterday. So I search for something bigger.

Something stronger. Something out of the norm.

I like wet dreams and things that steam mirrors. But when my heart is weary and body is aching from sickness what I want is compassion.

The rat race has made it’s way to the internet and no-one has to drive a car for 9 to 5 thinking.

Rain, sleet, or snow. The pretend job has us going clockwork orange.

When all I really need is a hug and a cup of coffee. I can get both from the internet too yet neither will taste the same.

It’s Tuesday night and I’m in the middle of a snow storm.

Til we meet again.

Xoxo Kandee

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February 5, 2019

My son lost his friends. Rest in peace to his childhood.

Death and violence is preventing young men from seeing another day.

Stopping young women from seeing the future.

Holding us back.

An attack has been launched on this place.

Still we thrive in the sadness of it all.

Standing tall in our light makes us strong. The shadows will forever hold our past. We walk away from them pushing forward to etch our lives in truth of it all.

C L Cunningham

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Love Letter no. 1

Hey,

What you doing? Better yet. How you doing?

I’ve missing your smile seems like a long time I thought I was the one making you smile like that.

I feel like I’m the blame for the way things went.

I’m not able to commit.

I have a habit of running away.

With the promise that I came to stay.

I’m sorry. For not knowing my truth. I just realized it myself…

I mean everything I say. It’s just takes me awhile to see what I’ve done. I loved you. The thought of you and the way my imagination clings to you.

I think we’re more different than I thought but still closer to the mirror than I planned.

You were my mirror image. My twin flame. The more I wanted you the more I’d say your name.

I hope your doing good. I think that you are. From time to time I check from afar.

I have a lot to say but alot on my mind. But tonight I need to sleep because I have work.

If you’re not busy tomorrow I’ll write you again. Maybe if these letters reach you. You’ll know how much you meant to me and still do.

C L Cunningham

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