I just wanted some comfort food. I had just emerged from a more-than-usual emotionally draining therapy session. I was spent, exhausted and hungry as if I had just completed a Shaun T T25 workout. I longed for a hot shower, comfy sweats and socks and my favorite fuzzy blanket to wrap around myself as I got lost in TV, or even better, a nap. The latter was not likely to happen. It’s rare that I nap on purpose. As much […]
I glance at both chairs and both working stations, but ignore both. Neither is as appealing as remaining seated on my couch dressed in Calvin Klein boy short panties, bootleg black long-sleeve souvenir t-shirt that I bought at a tailgating party for $5, and my green silk headwrap. Bright green tie-dyed socks are on my feet. It’s a bit chilly in my apartment, though not chilly enough to put on pants.
A Soldier’s Play takes place during World War II in the 1940s on a segregated army base in Louisiana. David Alan Grier plays Vernon Waters, a black Sergeant whose murder is being investigated by Richard Davenport played by Blair Underwood. Davenport constantly bumps heads with Charles Taylor played by Jerry O’Connell. The play is powerful as it reminds us that though black men—black people—are an integral part to U.S. history, including fighting in the wars, they were and continue to be treated as less than second class citizens.
It was love at first sight. I took a screen shot and added it to the Hair album. Months before I had cut off my butt-length locs of fifteen years back in April for my birthday, I was obsessed with finding and saving short hairstyles I wanted to try. People think I’m kidding when I say the main reason I wanted to chop off my hair was to rock funky parts, lines and designs shaved into my head, and to […]
Was I aware that all my emotional baggage could be tucked into a matching Samsonite luggage set including the tote, backpack, duffle, garment, and laptop bags? Of course. I wish the set could be Louis Vuitton, but homegirl does not have that type of disposable income.
“Fuck your flight,” seemed to be the Lyft driver’s nonverbal message with his 45 mph driving even though we told him we were trying to catch a flight in a bit more than an hour. I knew I should’ve went straight to the airport from my place, but nooooo, I had this romantic notion of riding to the airport with my new boyfriend. So after a train and bus ride from Brooklyn to East Flatbush, here I was en route […]
Well, it’s March. No better time to take down and put away my Christmas tree. Relax. It’s not what you’re thinking. A dried out pine or fir tree was not sprinkling its dead needles all over my living room rug. Au contraire, my first ever Christmas tree of my adult life was a book Christmas tree. In 2017, I was tagged by at least two different people in the comment section of separate posts showcasing Christmas trees made of stacks […]
February 18th was Toni Morrison’s birthday. My social media feed had an endless parade of birthday shout outs to the revered writer of dozens of novels and winner of the Nobel Prize and other awards. Some pages posted the same pictures, while others posted unique pictures, some that I’ve never seen before. A surprise to me, and my new second favorite of Ms. Morrison is a black and white photograph of her dancing in happy abandonment at what appears to […]