In Dixie: A free verse poem

In Dixie   Trayvon (Look away) Michael (Look away) Tamir (Look away)  Sandra (#SayHerName)    I found my voice living halfway between the capitals of my oppression, with the land of the free and the land of cotton on either side In Dixie Land I took my stand refusing to stay silent in the name…

On a personal note…

I share things from my life on this blog, but I don’t always share what’s current in my life. I tend to leave the up to the minute stuff to Facebook. However, I felt that since we have so much going on, it would be best to blog it and not create a mega long…

They’re DNA testing dog poop now

They’re DNA testing dog poop now You read the title of this post correctly. There is DNA testing available for dog crap. Apparently, leaving your dog’s poop in your neighbor’s yard is an crime that warrants a Law & Order: SVU level of detective work to solve. Apartment complexes and Home Owner’s Associations are now collecting DNA…

What no one will tell you about bitterness…

Being bitter feels good.  Instead of doing the whole click-baity thing where I make you read the entire post word for word, I’m just going to write the ‘pay off’ first.  Being bitter feels good. Plain and simple. It feels good to have a symbolic whipping boy that you can pull out and beat whenever…

The Wiz Live: Unapologetic Blackness

   The Wiz Live: Unapologetic Blackness Last Night’s production of The Wiz is extraordinary evidence for the existence of a Black Culture and Black Thought.  Everything…from the music, to the costuming, to the choreography, and the dialogue…EVERYTHING…was uniquely black.  It wasn’t merely the 1939 Wizard of Oz with a black cast. No, it was a…

When sports merchandizing goes too far

   So the MLB is licensing the production of caskets now. And Walmart is selling them. What kind of tomfoolery is this?  I am a die-hard royals fan and have been for years. One of my prized possessions is my World Champions sweatshirt from 1985  (I wore it when I went to the ALCS in…