I have found a lot of my inspiration to write in The Bronx. The Bronx has always been a crowded-yet-desolate no man’s land. It’s congested, littered with potholes, loud, and can be pretty dangerous. More than any other borough, Bronx County was not a place you visited unless you knew someone who could vouch for... Continue Reading →
Christmas(es) In Hollis
Growing up, Run DMC's yuletide classic is the only Christmas I knew. Until I was thirteen years old, I lived a ten minute walk away from Hollis Avenue and so did both my maternal and paternal grandparents. My parents, sister, and I moved twenty minutes away to Nassau County; but every December 25th we still... Continue Reading →
How I Found Out Santa Claus Wasn’t Real
I am almost certain that the way God communicates with me is through humor...I really must be one of His favorite muses or something. Or He just knows my heart. I live to tell the tales that are too good to be true yet one can't make them up, either. I first told this tale... Continue Reading →
Tweet Through It: A Parent’s Experience Through Their Child’s Preschool Christmas Show
While sitting through my nephew's elementary school Christmas show I decided to be #TwitterFingers and give a play-by-play commentary of the events as they happened. I had to entertain myself through this situation because most of the show was a waiting game until my guy was onstage. Three days later, I had to do it... Continue Reading →
Tweet Through It: A Parent’s Thoughts During Their Child’s Christmas Show
While I don't get to use the app as much as I used to, I love Twitter. It gives people the chance to express their thoughts in 140 character outbursts. There is nothing in the world like it. The number one best thing about Twitter is when all factions of #BlackTwitter congregate and give their... Continue Reading →
Harlem
“Seventh, Lenox, and what about the East Side? Harlem…” Jim Jones For the sake of not writing forever, I said that I wouldn’t put anything in the book that happened after my thirtieth birthday. But, I had been planning on writing this particular essay for the last three months, so I guess this doesn’t count.... Continue Reading →
A Letter To Timile
It’s been about a year since the last time I last spoke to you. If I’m correct, last December 9th was the first time I have actually had a conversation with you since November 2011. As you are very well aware of, articulating matters of the heart is not my forte. The best way to... Continue Reading →
Tomorrow
A few weeks ago I had a conversation with a girl that I was dating. The writing had been on the wall almost from the beginning that it wasn't going-nor was it supposed-to work out. Nonetheless, there was still a mutual interest; but a wall up. The unwritten rule was that we weren't going to... Continue Reading →
Compassion and Emotional Hypertrophy
I am a little reluctant to write about this. Nonetheless, it's part of the journey. The trip to Virginia was a pivotal point in not just my life, but Cydney's as well. Cydney left feeling a little closer to her mother, yet it also made it apparent that there is a very large part of... Continue Reading →
Paying Forward Reciprocity
I'm finally taking the time to write. There have been months of ideas, anecdotes, thoughts, and tales to tell that took time to type thoroughly, that truly didn't exist. We often take the little things for granted. However, the most minute gestures showing some semblance of care are the ones that mean the most to... Continue Reading →