Around 1am on a humid 4th of July, I waited outside of my friends’ hotel in New Orleans’ French Quarter. I came to New Orleans for my college roommate’s wedding; and after the nuptials, shooting a music video at the reception, and a drink in hand for the past nine hours, it was time to […]
Read More A Critical MindA few minutes before we arrived at any contest of sport, Courtney and Cydney knew what to expect. With my Jeep’s stereo on full blast, they were conditioned to charge up as soon as the guitar riff looped, and mumble “Don’t you open up the window,” well-aware all four were about to be rolled down. […]
Read More My Fall Rewind: An Ode to Self-Care 27-“Antidote”When life gives you lemons, you make lemon pepper wings with the freeze cups. For days, I have attempted to find direction for this Gucci Mane-inspired prompt. I found it ironic most of my ideas were cliched lemons. I could speak with eloquence and use pejorative terms to make the phrase “when life gives you […]
Read More My Summer Rewind: An Ode to Self-Care 26-“Lemonade”In the second essay of my Ode to Self-Care series, I paused the direction of the piece, and vowed to delve more into detail about the story at another time. Today is the day. Before I begin, I should give a brief synopsis: A week before her permanent move out of state, I gave Fly […]
Read More My Summer Rewind: An Ode to Self-Care 23-“Rescue Me”New Year’s Eve, 1997. A few hours before the ball dropped, I sat in my parents’ bedroom to watch my favorite rap group, Bone Thugs -N-Harmony on BET’s Planet Groove. After a performance of “Look Into My Eyez,” Cleveland’s finest sat on the couch with my former wife to be, Rachel Stuart to promote their […]
Read More My Summer Rewind: An Ode to Self-Care 22-“Waves”I dreamed I got married a couple of weeks ago. Flanked by groomsmen, I stood in the narthex on the penthouse floor of a swanky hotel which overlooked an unfamiliar city skyline—I think it was a combination of Atlanta and New York. My friends traded lighthearted barbs to take the load off my anxiety; they […]
Read More My Summer Rewind: An Ode to Self-Care 21-“Number 1”I am certain my daughter, nephew, and I would all cringe if we heard one another listened to a song entitled “Fuck Me for Free.” However, I am well aware there will come a day when they will like music I consider vulgar. When it comes to my nephew, I play dumb. He’s 14 years […]
Read More My Summer Rewind: An Ode to Self-Care 16-“F[Love]k Me For Free”Maybe one of my favorite all-time movie dads, King Jaffe Jofer was right when he said “There is a thin line between love and nausea.” I wake up with a hangover every Monday after Father’s Day. I wonder if I’m the only person who feels like this. It’s possible so much recognition causes my body […]
Read More Father’s Day Hangover Pt. 2Just now I posted this picture to my Insragram. That’s who I am. Uncompromisingly forthright and for the most part I unapologetic for being this way. I either sugarcoat the hell out of things or I keep it too real. I care too much about how others feel so I’ll either tell them what they […]
Read More If You Could Describe Yourself in One Word…As I have stated and have proven on a few Tuesdays: I am a huge OutKast fan. This may be my third or fourth post with regards to their music and my life. I still have one more in my head and will probably post it in a few weeks just to give the ‘Kast […]
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