Not MC Hammer

“Till now I always got by on my own. I never really cared until I met you. And now it chills me to the bone. How do I get you alone?” ~Heart I was never quite as good with the ladies as I thought I was. In fact, I would bet you that 90% of … Continue reading Not MC Hammer

Learning to Speak

I’m outgoing, or at least I’d like to think I am. I can play the role well enough, anyway, the title character in a multi-act play that is set to run for eons off-Broadway. And I guess that’s all I could ask for before. But now… now I feel like I’ve simply been grandstanding, pretending … Continue reading Learning to Speak

The Modern Machine

They slave hand over hand Pushing and pulling to survive In the oppressive heat And demanding consequence Falling to get up again This repetitive struggle Against the sadistic clock Fighting to come out ahead But failing at the bell When each one returns soiled Like soot stains on a shirt This badge of relevance Giving … Continue reading The Modern Machine

Black Republican

“I feel like a Black Republican. Money, I got comin’ in. Can’t turn my back on the hood. I got love for them. Can’t clean my act up for good, too much thug in ’em.” ~Nas I would have been a member of the Young Republicans if I thought about politics at all when I … Continue reading Black Republican

The Anti-Neighbor

I’ve never been a “neighbor” kind of person. You know the type. They’re the ones who organize the block parties, the neighborhood watch groups, the car pool assignments, and the street cleaning team. I’ve always been the guy who waves “hi” when coming and going, who cleans up his own yard, and who has conversations … Continue reading The Anti-Neighbor