Month: May 2016

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Being “Other”

“I, too, feel different in the world I live in. Most girls my age are married and have children. I don’t have either. It’s hard feeling you belong to a group of friends when everyone is different in that regard. I feel as though I’m the black person living in a world of white people.” … Continue reading Being “Other”

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5 is Wood

Tradition says that five is wood Which is funny because one is paper And two is as forgettable as last night’s rain If I cared about such things As the number two or precipitation And I can’t pick up a boat Or a bookshelf, or a wooden plank And I won’t buy a bamboo pole … Continue reading 5 is Wood

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Me First

I am a father, and that is the most incredible assignation in the world, to know that two little girls look up to me, that they see in me a role model for men everywhere. It’s an awesome responsibility and a true gift. I am a husband, which I cherish, being able to come home … Continue reading Me First

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Holding Hands

Yesterday, I saw an older couple walking hand in hand. It may not seem like much to you, but I don’t often get the chance to see something so endearing, at least not out in public anyway. Usually I see people yelling at each other, people yelling at their children, and the general malaise that … Continue reading Holding Hands