Representative John Lewis has passed away. I barely reacted to it. Not because I'm insensitive. John Lewis is a legend, he's fought for us his entire life, took beatings on top of beatings and endured things that many of us, such as a certain bitch made former mack turned sentient piece of shit, would crumble … Continue reading We’ve Been in Mourning the Entire Year
I started writing this in March and put it down because at the time, I felt like it was a bit tone deaf. We were just getting started, and now we are in the midst with no relief in sight. - Dom I don't think we're ever getting back to normal. This COVID-19 pandemic (nicknamed … Continue reading Normal Is a Myth
I've been writing for 20 years. I always knew I wanted writing to be involved in my life, but up until high school, I didn't believe that I would actually make a career out of it because becoming a successful writer, especially back when I first considering it was a bit difficult.* So I always … Continue reading The Art of Storytelling
I don't like making New Year's resolutions. I don't like them because I don't keep them and I don't keep them because the pressure to make and keep them becomes too much and I end up saying fuck it at least a week into the new year. The act of making resolutions for me is … Continue reading New Year, Same Me?
Nearly all men can stand adversity, but if you want to test a man's character, give him power. - Abraham Lincoln You have power over your mind - not outside events. Realize this, and you will find strength. - Marcus Aurelius Anyway, once upon a time, my best friend and I would have conversations, as … Continue reading The Power Post
It's finally the end of 2018 and a few days before my 30th birthday, and as many of my ilk - the goal oriented yet jaded, underemployed super millenials- have done or are in the process of doing, I have devised my master plan for 2019, the list of hopefully attainable goals that I will … Continue reading The 2019 Bored Ambition Master Plan
Part of The Dirty 30 This post is going to be hypocritical, as I too have waxed poetic over the favorite things from my childhood. Power Rangers, Space Cases, the Fox Kids weekday and weekend lineup, Nickelodeon on Friday and Saturday nights, the beginnings of both Cartoon Network and the Disney Channel, BET, MTV's Rock N … Continue reading I’m Sick of Nostalgia
Picture perfect, I paint a perfect picture*... I live in the South now. Louisiana to be precise. It's a long way away from the creative bubble that Los Angeles, my hometown, is. I thought I wanted to be part of that bubble and for some time, I worked to gain access to that bubble - … Continue reading I Don’t Know What I Want to Do
Quirky is a cute word, not quite an Instagram model, but a girl next door. It conjures up images of birds and running in fields of grass and AfroPunk and pins and buttons and pink colored hair and interests that lay in the nerd realm or a carefree sense of being. Quirky is blue skies and dewdrops on grass and a fresh spring breeze. Quirky is summer in the city. It's spending time "finding yourself" and tumblr accounts and blue checks on Twitter.
I've made it no secret that my mind can be my own worst enemy. Ever since I was a child I wanted my stream of consciousness to be quiet; I even asked my father of all people if it was something that I could shut off and his answer, to make a short story shorter, … Continue reading In the Shadows of Performance