The “About Me” Post — *Updated January 09, 2022 Iam an open book with a tired spine — is what I typically say nowadays. No, but really . . . If you ever truly want to know something about me, simply ask. If I feel comfortable enough to disclose it, I will. If I don’t…

I will miss her sunshiny presence, but I am happy she will have a new beginning — My neighbor is moving. It appears I say that phrase now more than I care to. Since the rent has increased in my apartment complex for many of us by $115.00 to $250.00 (depending on the type of unit you are leasing), the choice to leave is easier than the…

A free verse poem — And it should be given without demand. Every breath I take welcomes it — lures it into my path. I am the descendant of great women … Women who will cut you in half with their eyes, slice you into pieces with their words, and stand back on bowed legs, hoping you will defy them…

How watching The Obituary of Tunde Johnson awakened repressed feelings — Nothing prepares you for the triggers of life — things that have been repressed and only dug up when the nights are cold, and a biting tongue and eager ears want you to confess. I had not been feeling well late last week and into this current one, and one…