I refuse to pay money to be scared. You won’t catch me at a horror film or a haunted house. She, me, her is not the one.
We were still in the early stages of dating when I found out he was in the Reserves. Army Reserves. There had been no mention in his profile or pictures. He believed it was corny for men to use their service as a way to hook women. Points for him, I guess.
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 […]
She debated hitting the accept button with the green check or the decline button with the red x. It wasn’t a mandatory meeting. Employees were “strongly encouraged” to attend. Even if it were mandatory, what would they do if she didn’t attend? Fire her? Yeah, right. It’s not like this were high school where she could get detention or demerits for not attending a function. This was work. The place she dragged herself to Monday through Friday so she could […]
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 […]