The Kids Are Okay
Issa me I am kids. I am someone’s little girl after all. Right now I am off to a late start, listening to the coffee pot and at the table wondering how many more days…
Issa me I am kids. I am someone’s little girl after all. Right now I am off to a late start, listening to the coffee pot and at the table wondering how many more days…
Did I learn my lesson? I did. The swirling one complimented my maturity in response. I said, thank you, another lesson learned. It is maturity in a way. I can recognize that I made a…
If Daddy is not happy no one is happy. Lot’s of us have heard this as if momma ain’t happy….but there is no momma here. It’s just me and the Daddy person. What’s been true…
I love a man who reads Reddit and listens to Kevin Samuels. I am not sure how that happened. I am a Black Queer Feminist, the type of person who finds either of those categories…
10/22/2019 At 11:30am I was at the terminal on Filbert St boarding the Greyhound which would take me back to Charm City. I didn’t realize then what my life would look like on 04/03/2021. I…