“I’m telling you, bruh … Don’t trust no internet hoe.” Marcus said has he took a shot at pool. My friends and I were doing our weekly Mens’ Night at my house. I had turned one of the two sections of my basement into a man cave for when they came over. I had a pool … Continue reading A Night With the Fellas
"Aria, come to the park with me." Dominik all but demanded on the other end of the phone. "Huh?" I asked trying to stall for time. Parks and other outdoor activities weren't really my thing, but Nik didn't know that. I was trying to think of a way to say 'no' gently. "If you can … Continue reading Picnicing and Politicing
"See, that's what's wrong with the black community now ... everybody wants a handout!" Maliq huffed out in frustration. Maliq was a black nationalist at heart like, Malcolm X and Frantz Fanon. He didn't believe that blacks should take anything from other races. It was up to them to help themselves. "Wait a minute. How … Continue reading Reparations or Nah?
"Have you ever thought about doing the fish pedicure thing in here?" "Bailey, who has time to be trying to take care of some dead skin eating fish?" My identical twin sister, Brielle, answered my question with a question of her own. After a long week of standing on my feet, there is absolutely nothing … Continue reading Issa Movie Night
"So let me get this straight. You met this guy on MatchMade who tells you he is a chef and wants to cook for you in his home ... and you're actually going??" My cousin India asked me. "Yeah. That about sums it up." I answered. "Give me his name, address, and place of employment. … Continue reading A Private Lesson
"Nia! Get up and get dressed. I want to take you to breakfast." Those were the first words I said to her as soon as she answered the phone. It was 5 o'clock on a Saturday morning. I knew Nia was going to be pissed, but there was a method to my madness. "Huh? Jamel! … Continue reading The End and The Beginning (Jamel’s Side)
"Damn, I hate rush hour. I swear I'm about to start going into work at 7am so that I can be getting out of there by 3.30pm! Nobody has time to sit in this shit all day, every damn day!" I yelled out in my car. It's not like anybody could hear me, but I … Continue reading Rush Hour, Rush Home