So two days ago while at the National Air and Space Museum, I got on a scale that tells you how much you weigh on different places in space… Jupiter, the moon, somewhere else and Earth… I don’t recall how much I weighed anywhere else but here. 334 pounds. Yep. 334. In Earth pounds. I’m…
Category: The Grind
While Sitting in Whole Foods Contemplating Life (NaPoWriMo day 15)
Why do all the North African cab drivers congregate here? Ooh one of them has a date today, he brought a woman! What kind of job does this white lady have that she can sit in Whole Foods and do it for hours? People probably think the same thing about me. No they don’t. I…
“You Ain’t Got No Job, Man!”
This is a rant. I hate nigga shit. Not “black people shit,” strictly nigga antics. Ignorant folks doing ignorant shit. But I live in DC, Nigga Shit capitol of the Free World. From the politicians to the police to the everyday citizens… A friend calls the other morning to tell me about a job fair…
Message to self:
Write. Even when you don’t feel like it. Even when you think the words won’t come. They will.
Armor. Chink 1.
On a good day, my armor, this thick skin, quick wit, easy laugh and sharp tongue I wield as a Single Black Woman with Kids is lightweight and flexible. I am Superwoman leaping tall buildings in a single bound, bringing home the bacon, frying it, serving it… All that. Then the tables turn and what…
The Tenacious Virgo 