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Who am I?
I’ve been told that I’m hard to read. I agree. It’s hard to tell what I’m thinking or predict what outlandish thought may develop in my head and exit through my mouth. Yes, I’m unpredictable, so what? Of course, that's so much easier for me to say today than it was...
You Hungry or You Starving?
When you start crunching numbers for meals is when you should be working harder for deals. When you got loans and things, stop buying french fries and onion rings. Start thinking of a master plan to be your own financial artisan. A lot of folks will misunderstand that...
Poetic Justice
Poetic Justice. If I told you that a flower bloomed in a dark room, would you trust it? Love is not just a verb, it's you looking in the mirror. ~Kendrick Lamar Tell yourself what you are. Destined to be much more than what you are. Hurt and pain is the game, Tend to...
Studio 15E
Friday night, Webster ave, Bronx, New York. 30-story brown brick buildings. Butler Housing, also known as The Projects. The loud stereo vibrations of grandma's bleach smelling studio 15E apartment welcomed us. Wine & Spirits were lifted by the likes of Motown. The...
The Sexperiment
That title is a little deceiving, isn't it? So is SEX. Its hypnotic. Its POWERFUL. I’ve watched closely the eyes of men I’ve dated. In just one blink, they've undressed another woman in public, right in front of me. Yes, there’s sex in their eyes and it happens very...
Writing…Writing…UMM
And here I am, typing in random thoughts just because I am not sure what to write. Have you ever had that feeling that makes you wonder, "What the hell! Why can’t I think of anything to write about? Why isn’t my brain delivering its awesome philosophical juices?" My...
Haiku
Sun's Gaze Seeds planted on soil. (5 Syllables) Child gazes curiously. (7 Syllables) Sun's touch, growth. Roots deep. (5 Syllables)
Olympian
I'm back from the Olympic village! Brazil was oh-so-wonderful! My sister is number 1 triple jumper in the country and number 4 in the world. Not bad for a 20-year-old college sophomore. Between that, and being in the same building with Usain Bolt, I’m beyond...
Why Are We Where We Are?
We are where we are because we’ve forgotten where we were. No one is better. We will all die, but while we are here, can we live, together? We are where we are because we remember where we were. I am better. We will all die, so I don’t care if you live. “You are...
OG Talk w/ Babygirl…
An OG takes care of his family, and everything about him is just, well…manly. Someone you can talk with about sports, sit back and crack jokes of all sorts. He’s book smart and street smart, can be real cold but has the warmest heart. It's kinda tough for you when...