Three Young Men

Three Young Men

I wouldn’t have given these three young men a sec­ond thought if it weren’t for my new neigh­bors, in this new Florid­ian county of mine, break­ing down their garb like it was an indi­ca­tor of char­ac­ter flaws. Three young Black men, hold­ing the early vot­ing line...
Enter Black Jaguar: Sweet Soca Alone!

Enter Black Jaguar: Sweet Soca Alone!

Black Jaguar is invested. It’s Pure, Sweet Soca or noth­ing. That’s the foun­da­tion and BJ, as he is known among friends and as he intro­duced him­self to this writer, is also grounded. “The money-making aspect at times want to take away from the pure­ness. I don’t...
Easy Like Sunday Mornings…

Easy Like Sunday Mornings…

Sun­days for me have always had a spe­cial rhythm to them. As far back as I can remem­ber, it’s the one day when sleep was allowed to linger and I was allowed to wake up on my own steam. When I lived on a street called Upper Mal­one Ave, it was the sound of Sun­day...
Calabash is (A)Live!

Calabash is (A)Live!

  The first time is the charm. For bet­ter or worse, the first time is unforgettable. For many, Cal­abash 2012 was not so much new­ness, as well-seasoned, not-to-be-missed (even in the lean years) and a def­i­nite feel­ing of chas­ing a cer­tain high-ness. I didn’t...
Mane Attraction: That Spring-Summer Feeling

Mane Attraction: That Spring-Summer Feeling

I reside in Orlando, Florida, a metro-city that doesn’t really boast sea­sons (as in marked, pro­longed weather shifts), but I can still appre­ci­ate the men­tal bliss that comes when I think of that Spring-Summer feel­ing via my hair. It’s like mother nature giv­ing...
Pot Spoon Monologues: Happy Mother’s Day!

Pot Spoon Monologues: Happy Mother’s Day!

My mother could wield a pot spoon with the best of them. In fact, she was so good most times I didn’t even see her com­ing, but I always felt her. She surely held sway and the upper-hand for many a thwarted child­hood rebel­lion.  In hind­sight, her fury was a...
Letting Go, Being Let Go and The Pivotal P’s

Letting Go, Being Let Go and The Pivotal P’s

Much like the big O, let­ting go and being let go doesn’t often or nec­es­sar­ily hap­pen simul­ta­ne­ously.  And while things can get messy with­out the whole truth fac­tor being present and accounted for, let­ting go and being let go at some point in our lives...
Flash Fiction: The Pelican

Flash Fiction: The Pelican

I’ve been allow­ing myself all these lit­tle chal­lenges of late.  My writer responds to them and there is no good rea­son to think that tal­ent, espe­cially if it is latent (just noticed that latent has all the ele­ments of tal­ent) doesn’t demand exercise. On a Low...