My friends and I found ourselves at Katra Lounge on Bowery on a February Friday night in 2013. Our whole collective was out and about, as we celebrated the release of our brothers’ mixtape Till Death, by FCF, hosted by DJ Fatfingaz, who was on the turntables as well. It was also our friend, K-Starr’s... Continue Reading →
Getting High and Watching Yo Gabba Gabba!
For almost three years, I have had a standing date night with my daughter, “Pit Stop Fridays.” We kick our weekends off at a nearby eatery in Merrick called The Pit Stop, order the same food, go home, and watch Netflix until we pass out. It is a rare occasion for one of us to... Continue Reading →
The Origin Story of “Read It Because I Wrote It”
Somewhere between 2013 and 2014, shortly after my first professional gig as a writer, I clicked the share button for one of my articles to promote myself on social media. With little thought, on my phone, I typed “Read It Because I Wrote It” and put it on the internet. I didn’t put much thought... Continue Reading →
My Ode to Self-Care 48: “Rich is Gangsta”
https://www.youtube.com/embed/Ekyi3E3yToc “Last night, I had a dream about you. You were older. You were driving home from work, in a very nice car, to your very nice house. The sun was setting and you were able to look back at everything you’d been through and say to yourself “I made it.’” Timile Brown told me... Continue Reading →
My Ode to Self-Care 47: “Friend Zone”
https://www.youtube.com/embed/QD3Me-SXRtA This essay was the fourth on my playlist and was supposed to be written in June. However, I could not find the words and vowed to come back when the muse hits me. Forty-two essays and three left after this one, today is the day (Editor’s note: I wrote the first two sentences on... Continue Reading →
My Ode to Self-Care 46: “Perfect Timing”
https://www.youtube.com/embed/dYp_x_-UT1s This is another one of these where I am simply writing whatever comes to mind, how it comes to me… One of the idiosyncrasies I have picked up from my experiences is hyperawareness of time. I view almost everything through a lens of everything is finite. I could be having the greatest experience in... Continue Reading →
My Ode to Self-Care 45: “Here I Come”
https://www.youtube.com/embed/4ssNHiCNnS0 In the spirit of vulnerability, I’m not editing this piece at all… There is always a girl story. Amongst my friends and I, the previous sentence is a common expression because in all honesty, there is always a story about some girl and me. It never fails and has become a running joke. If... Continue Reading →
My Ode to Self-Care 44: “You Make Me Feel”
https://www.youtube.com/embed/WU0sUHrBxhs I listened to gospel music every morning on my commute to Manhattan for work. From the moment I walked out of my car to get on a 5:29am train until around 7am, my soundtrack was a playlist I called Gluten Free Body of Christ. Although I often napped through my 42 minutes on the... Continue Reading →
My Ode to Self-Care 44: “Hold Tight”
https://www.youtube.com/embed/amk45XdlYVo I hit a wall today. If I were to include this essay, I have eight more prompts and an epilogue before this four-month excursion is completed. Towards the end of all projects, the creative mind feels depleted; the easy solution is to stop and begin the next one because it is already on your... Continue Reading →
An Ode to Self-Care 43: “Ribbon in the Sky”
https://www.youtube.com/embed/bANgta79k50 In the summer of 1991, my aunt told her five-year old niece and nephew she would be away until they were in fifth grade. My sister and I did not quite comprehend what she meant about college or time apart for a period equivalent to our lifetime. Without allusion to anyone’s age, my aunt... Continue Reading →