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,…

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…

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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