To question a famous proverb written by Hilary Clinton, if it takes a village to raise a child, does that include jacking them up? Raising children is a very hands-on endeavor, and I would like to extrapolate that phrase to mean the village should lay hands on children when necessary. You pray over them and you pop them upsideContinue reading “May I Whoop Your Child, Please?”
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Love Letter to Carlton Banks (a square)
Dear Carlton Banks, Chocolate child of the original Aunt Viv, you danced with fire at your fingertips and so they called you uncool. I am like you. Conventional rhythm has long eluded me. My grinding is robotic, disjointed where my hips meet my butt. I pop-lock when trying to Tootsie Roll. I was Miley Cyrus beforeContinue reading “Love Letter to Carlton Banks (a square)”
Breaking Up with Bad Businesses
I am reclining, engrossed in Denzel Washington’s preternaturally calm face as he flies a plane upside down. The massaging chair kneads my lower back. It has been aching of late and the rotating balls feel pretty good. So, why am I absolutely infuriated? It is 12:55 pm and I have just 5 minutes to get backContinue reading “Breaking Up with Bad Businesses”
Zimmerman’s Valid Fear
“I’m gon’ put some lead in him,” Mr. Williams says. His raucous laugh holds no mirth, but his belly shakes a little beneath his hands. “If I catch ’em in my yard, I’ma beat the piss out of ’em!” “Mhmm. I ain’t got too good an aim, so I’ma buy me one of them shotguns.Continue reading “Zimmerman’s Valid Fear”
A Racist Apologizes
Dear Offended Black People: I meant exactly what you thought I meant when the word nigger leapt from my mouth. It did not escape. It did not slip out. I launched it with all the force my vocal chords could muster. I wanted it to stick. If I was sorry for offending you, I wouldContinue reading “A Racist Apologizes”