I’ve probably celebrated Valentine’s Day with a significant other once in my life in all 29 years of living. Is that sad? I’m not sure. To be honest, I don’t remember it much. I remember getting chocolate and flowers. I don’t remember the details, but I do remember how I felt.
“This is overrated,” I thought, reflecting back on high-school-me who was jealous of seeing other girls walk down the halls with balloons and teddy bears, my envy wanting to pop the biggest balloon I saw.
But standing there with my gifts, the feeling was lackluster. I was appreciative, but…
I’m trained to learn to sleep anywhere at any time, if necessary. It’s not because I need a lot of sleep. It’s quite the opposite. It’s so I can ensure that I get some kind of sleep at night. God forbid I become delirious and misfire. Or worse, lose my propensity for sharpness and make a left instead of a right. Those kinds of moves cost your life and potentially the person next to you. But I had been awake for 36 hours and I still could not find it in me to go to sleep.
“Do you want me…
Ok so the holidays are upon us now. If you’re the type of introvert I am, you DIDN’T plan accordingly last year and likely ended up in various homes, dinners, and outings showcasing your wonderful social awkwardness. Well, not this year. The pandemic will probably keep many of us home this year anyway, but just in case that won’t be the case for you, here are a few tips to help you get through those awkward holidays with your relatives and be better prepared for the next one.
The best way to survive a gathering that you don’t want to…
We may have Ancestry.com and other resources that claim to tell us where our bloodline originated, but generally speaking, as an African-American, we don’t have a connection to a place outside of the United States. There is no such thing as “going back to my country”, because no matter what others may say, I don’t think we have one to go back to.
My birthday is in early November, so it’s regularly right at the height of election time. This year, with so many tensions at a high in this country, I wanted to go to a place where I…
I text you goodnight,
secretly not wanting the night to end.
It’s late. But I don’t want to be a late night call to you.
No, I want to be more.
So, I text you goodnight
instead of all the things I’d love to do together.
No…no, not that thing.
Or maybe so?
Tussling within the sheets to explore the depths of our bodies.
Or maybe not “tussle” for you’d be sweet to me.
You would love me,
take your time with me.
I wouldn’t be your ATM,
used for a simple transaction to withdraw what you came for. …
When Poppy and I were kids, we’d both watched the movie, The Incredibles, and after totally falling in love with the Edna character, she said, “I’m going to name my daughter Edna!” My parents didn’t know this and I didn’t want to tell them because it would open up a can of worms that I was not ready to divulge in. It started as an innocent comment and then became the secret that neither of us talked about.
“Fallon! I need you to go somewhere with me.” I was still living at home and she had come home for a…
You hear a melody
or maybe even lyrics.
I hear the rhythm of your words pulsating through my eardrums;
a distant memory of a dance that fades away,
an interlude of emotions
that never made it to the main chorus.
The bold bass that you hear in your ears,
I feel in the hairs on my skin,
the treble making me tremble from what once was.
After four and a half minutes,
you’ve heard a song but
I’ve relived a memory;
one full of happiness and sadness,
sobriety and clarity,
yearning and mourning
of things to come, of things that…
When Mr. Michael Cooper passed away, Nova had to ignore the gossip of how her mom, Lina, had acquired the house. She had to pretend she didn’t hear the whispers coming from the church or the stares from the parents at her school, which was one of the few that were integrated. She didn’t ask any questions when the police came to their home…twice! And asked for proof that they did in fact own the house.
It was kind of odd. Mr. Cooper knew other people, although Nova was pretty removed from them. His friends and family never came to…