Well after people get over the fact that I’m hardly home (but always reppin’), they ask, as a nomad, how … More
“Another round?” Shamelessly, I wanted to visit with Enrique again and of course claim my 3rd glass of his velvety port. ”Guapa. You are having fun?” Call me guapa one more time, I thought mischievously. “Yes! And I’m going dancing with you tonight!” His eyes widened as he smiled. “Bryan me invita!” I explained in my broken Spanish.
[Read page one: Occupying Ferguson… and page two: Conquering Fear] Although I was absolutely willing to put my life on … More
[Read page one: Occupying Ferguson]At that time in 2014, I was tangled deep into the black web of Tumblr. The … More
Three years ago, today, I was driving in heavy stop-and-go Atlanta traffic. Per usual, I expected to reach maximum frustration … More
I have to be because I have sought after it since I was a young girl. Before I was a … More
Between today and my last post, it's been 3 months! I have visited Montego Bay, Jamaica… Toronto, Canada… Condado, Puerto … More
I remember sitting, during the last days of high school, in the senior section, with a large group of chatting … More