(silence) because ferguson is so loud

there are no words for this…this… this feeling i, a black woman, raising a son also black mid nightmare in this unreal this… this… this bullshit i am trayvon’s mother i am jordan’s mother i am michael’s mother i am eric’s mother i am and i have no words not for this this feeling that…

wtf disney is making a ‘star wars’ movie

a girl never forgets her first battleship. mine was sleek and long with blasters blaring surrounded by stars. it literally took my breath away. i don’t want disney bastardizing a franchise that opened the gateway to my love of all things science plus fiction. my skin crawls at the very idea of singing frogs &…

hindsight happiness

she was sitting starring at the photograph still framed above the fireplace when he found her. she had the settled look of someone who had been resting for a long time. her body print a nearly permanent indentation on the cushions surrounding her. he did not want to disturb her. although her quietude seemed to…

nanowrimo…what am i thinking

me, in all my intellectual badass-ness, has signed on for the nanowrimo challenge 2012. what. the. hell. yep, i figure with nearly 5 months of blogging under my belt a 50,000 word novel would be a cake walk and apparently a good time to boot. i have no idea what i am doing. none what…