Baby W’s

Why is it January 2021 when it’s still March? This entire past year was a long ass extension of one day. March 17th, 2020. At least where I’m at, since other parts of the world implemented their lockdowns on different dates. I guess the question that begs asking is: What the fuck did I doContinue reading “Baby W’s”

2020 (the Apocalypse) in Review

What other choice do I have for a title considering two fiscal quarters have passed since I last put fingers-to-keyboard? It’s November, but what does that even mean right now in this time-warped society we’ve been Destiny’s-Child-surviving in? Well thus far, I’ve talked about my vagina. I’ve talked about my hair. I’ve talked about myContinue reading “2020 (the Apocalypse) in Review”

A Brief Curl-story

Whenever I get complimented on my hair, my first instinct is to say how much I hated it growing up. Then, “oh, yeah. Thanks.” It usually confuses people, present-day me included. One of the last times someone questioned my lock-loathing history, my reply was “because I didn’t know I wasn’t white.” He laughed. And wasContinue reading “A Brief Curl-story”

C*ck out Chronicles

So here’s the thing about me. I am not unique. I have been ghosted plenty a time…most occurrences having been of the post-coital variety. Nothing like a post-coital ghost to spook the self-esteem outta ya. I’m…just being honest (in “HEY YA” Outkast cadence). Not that anyone truly needs a definition for ghosting, but just toContinue reading “C*ck out Chronicles”