I Chopped: Returning to My God-Given Roots

To be accurate, I didn’t chop it; someone else did it for me. A few days before the big day, … More

The Laundromat on Colley Avenue

I like laundromats because they are where normal people go. A man wearing a short, black hat sits on the … More

They bulldozed Killer Hill. That’s what Nate said in a group text to Mom, Alana, and me. He visited Killer … More

During tough seasons of life, I have found that I adopt a hard shell to protect myself. Life conditioned me … More

My body woke me up early today, and I surrendered hope of going back to sleep at about 6:00 am. … More

I have always been mindful of how I spend money. Some of my habits are a reflection of my nature. … More

I often miss childhood Christmases when an eternity passed before Christmas arrived, and Christmas Eve moved so slowly that I … More

As members of the same nation, we share a common consciousness and will likely agree that the events that occurred … More

My mind dwells on blanks. I want to know when all the things I’m praying and hoping and seeking and … More

I’ve decided to stop putting strong chemicals and heat in my hair to make it straighter than it is designed … More