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Knowing Her: Ruth E. George

As I pass by the memorial outside the SEO building, I offer a silent greeting to Ruth, wishing her a good morning or goodnight, knowing she can’t hear me but hoping somehow the sentiment reaches her.

A Moment of Transparency

My relationship with my mom is complicated, intricate, and I still show up when I am able. I don’t spend a lot of time talking about others household because my

Dad

Life came out today
In the worst way
Voice raised, daughter crying
Wife pleading
No heeding to anyone

Hit 100, wreckless, gone
Chest burning, on fire
Called by homie, got corrected
Sent text, got prayer

Lived Dreams in Broken Hope

Her mom misses her A child is gone too soon Today she’s 27, smiling, excited Her mom, crying with joy …

Ramblings…

Black people wake up and no matter what trauma we experience as a community, we have to go into work …

Where Did I Go Wrong?

My son
Where did I go wrong
What song didn’t I sing of love
What gift didn’t I give from the heart
What birthday did I miss
What event didn’t I attend

Free flowing

African history was not a part of my upbringing. I was about survival. No different from any other African child …

A Posture of the Heart

I fasted recently. It’s a part of the Christian walk that I hadn’t embarked on seriously in quite sometime. Yet, …

Invitation to Dinner

Hi Depression, Sorry I missed your call earlier, but I am calling you now. I know it’s that time of …

Trials of the Endurer

I released a freestyle video that you will see below in a link. I’m often criticized for my “darkness” in …