She’s tall for a troll. But she shape shifts so that detail might be moot. Sometimes she curls into herself like a cat, a dark mass on the periphery, ill-defined but ever present. Her details are fairly spectacular. Her limbs are long but all the joints are outsized and arthritic. She has knees like a crone although she is not hunched; her torso is pear shaped and proud with drooping breasts and belly. She wears Read more…
It is nineteen days until November 3. The United States presidential election and its ancillary details are all consuming. Every day there is a collision with the wreckage of American democracy. I am in a constant state of rubber necking the gruesome pileup of politics and campaigning. All while the global pandemic continues to batter away. The best way to ride out this shit storm of a year? Self care. Everything else? Shelf care. Anything Read more…
I booked a gig. Big yay.Biggest yay though? Getting back a negative Covid test. I am cleared to step onto set.The 36 hour wait was interminable, and a great privilege. There’s so much to unpack about the experience but I’ll have to come back to that. For now, I just want to make a cocoon out of this good news. The dual layers of it. I want to burrow into imagination and wonder. I want Read more…
I shut down yesterday. Body and soul reached their saturation points. Soul exhaustion was the diagnosis. Ears couldn’t listen to another rant. Eyes couldn’t watch any more. I’ve seen enough to know that justice is not blind. She wears an eye patch, pillaging hope like Captain Morgan. One eye always on the prize.The hand that holds the gold tips the scale. One eye. Squinting, failing to focus, incapable of clear vision. Maybe she’s blatantly winking. Read more…
“It’s like a hall pass for bad birthday behaviour, and other ish.” me, yesterday Who doesn’t love celebrating a birthday? There are very few questions that have unanimous answers, but look at the question. Even if you don’t enjoy celebrating your own birthday there is someone you love to celebrate and find the perfect gift for. I love love love scoring a one-of-a-kind found-by-kismet present for my sister. I used to love outdoing myself on Read more…
“Oh, one more thing..“What?”Click. The line went dead. And so he has the last word. Negating all the words that came before. Click and zip. Zero. Nada. He cuts the connection and literally silences my argument. I am left seething in a void. There is no calling back, the phone will not be answered. The conversation is done. He was a bully. I didn’t recognize it then. I just thought he was a temperamental asshole.It Read more…
2020 has been a beast of a year, and we’ve still got a third left. I don’t dare ask what’s next. I’m confounded by the deaths of the Black Mamba and the Black Panther in a world reeling with loss. My pain flares anew at memes that question whether my Blackness matters. The last days of summer are heavy in their hotness. The humidity was 81 percent today. I kept forgetting what day it was. Read more…
“Wow” she whispered. It was going to be like that. Rude awakenings. Quite literally discovering ugly truths about your new lover before the coffee was cold in the cup. Leesa’s coffee always went cold. She didn’t really love coffee truth be told, but it was the one social libation she could keep up with, cocktails required too much strategizing. She swirled the milky dregs listening to the shower run on the other side of the Read more…