Working From the Heart (A Lesson in Keeping It Real)

  When I was in college I was a part of this big time summer research project. I was triple excited about it because UM basically paid me to read books and write about them. I was like, “Read. Write. Money. Sign me up.” There was only 1 professor on campus at the time who…

Mama in the Hood or The Greatest Show On Earth

Today I told him, “There ain’t one dummy in this family! You Will NOT BE THE FIRST!” Mamahood is hard. It’s an ever vigilant watch over every detail of someone else’s life. Somedays I feel like a CEO in full possession of my team and lair. I delegate and shit gets done. On time. The…

Advice to a Young Miss On the Occasion of her Coming of Age

Today, I was speaking with one of my students about a ‘first’ she will experience this week after a traumatic loss. She responded to me, “I’m just trying to be strong.” I started a conversation with her with, “What If I told you I don’t want you to be strong?” As I went for my…

39,653 Hours Till I Retire, So Today I Walk

Today I met with a financial advisor. He was a nice man. He used all kinds of big financial words, threw around the term ‘economic forecast’ and even ventured a conversation about ‘mutual funds.’ Having been a working woman for 23 years, I’ve had a dance or two with financial advisors so today I just…

born late (if you believe in due dates that is)

at 43 weeks gestation she stuffed herself into a taxi in the cold dead of a January morning with the determination and quiet resolve of a newly designated mother   after 27 hours of pacing he marveled at the 5 pound newness of her perfect fit in his hands what wonder is this he asked…

swashbucklers, ramble rousers, voyagers galore

hot summer rain, steam streams off side walks and the hard concrete of a 12 by 14 front porch. broken drain becomes Niagara falls, though we have never seen it. pictures from mama’s Britannica are all we need to know this is what it must look like. “Monsoon,” he screams and we laugh so loud…

fredrick douglass & mr. covey (a found poem)

My mind left me to my fate. Under the circumstances I watched my chance, disregarded threats and made my way. I walked through woods. My strength failed me. I fell down for a time. I nerved myself again and started through bogs and briers home. About this Poem: I am a day late with this…

a ditty with words (octpowrimo day 17)

bare all beneath drunk cry fiddle love or recall a sleeping sky sing the ugly sweet smell who, you were About this Poem: I used the magnetic poetry tool suggested for Day 17 of OctPoWriMo to create the poem above.

hollywood’s selling but i ain’t buying

tangled sheets intertwined sweaty limbs gasps coming so swiftly they are indistinguishable is that your breath or mine both Hollywood and Disney have you sold on a lie spending lifetime and savings in search of eternal first kiss fervor while hoping for the drama of stolen embrace in a gentle downpour leaving you heaving in…