My father loved to read and wrote a multitude of songs and essays yet published only one song in his lifetime. Today in his memory I am excited to be hosting a fundraiser for Philly Youth March and Voice4Justice. The event featuring Grammy Nominee Ursula Rucker and the extraordinarily musical Monica McIntyre begins today at... Continue Reading →
I hope you take a moment to visit the Connected Woman Magazine online edition tomorrow, June 8th. I am honored to be featured along with several other fabulously connected women, and I hope you are inspired by us all!
My Uncle was a Vietnam War Veteran. He was fortunate to be one of the ones to come home alive, but the person who left never really came home. He was sad, he was depressed, he struggled with the choices he was forced to make at war and never really felt comfortable in his skin when he came home. He was a walking casualty of war.
Your voice slides inside my mind like silk panties between my thighs and I can't get you out of my head..
Just a Little Thank You Note…. I just wanted to thank you for the sweet pain of a first love affair thank you for the soft melodies that made me forget that we had no protection if these three months hadn’t happened, there would be no Miles, no Klugh, no Spyro Gyra no Marsalis, no Brubeck, no Franks, no ‘BGO without this final semester of false lovin’ there would be no jazz no duets in the shower no passion at 5am no nights alone no “real” thing, no “you mean more than” no “I DO care” no “sorry but I won’t be home tonight…” no other woman no heartache, no confusion, no hurt no faked emotions, no hate, no frustration no gynecologist no cold, empty nights, no lonely mornings, no sympathy no apathy, no excuses, no wounded egos, no memories no BITCH so thank you for the missed classes and for teaching me how to scurry across campus at 1AM to fulfill your needs and to find my own thank you for the use of your towels, your soap, your q-tips, your cocoa butter, your washcloth, your shirts, your stereo, your typewriter thank you for using me for losing me in your arms, in your kisses and in your thoughts for losing track of my existence for having no brain of your own for loving and leaving me for your best friend’s girlfriends’ girlfriend for forgetting about our ‘something real’ for the lies for cutting all ties sooooo graciously for not being MAN enough to tell me about her for making me realize that some men have no right to my loving and are only out to please THEMSELVES for letting me see the reality of a relationship with a basketball player who snorts, tokes, drinks, brags boasts and SITS THE BENCH but really THANK YOU for the strength to start over again and to take the time out to love someone WORTH loving... MYSELF Original writing: 5/3/84
It's so amazing when you can look back on the major events in your life and see where God has not necessarily answered your exact prayer, but gave you exactly what you needed. I wanted so desperately to have another boy. My son was so easy-going, mild-tempered, played happily by himself, ate whatever I put... Continue Reading →
Whenever we kiss I feel an electric shock that beats your hands to my thigh before I can moan "stop" So much energy between us that every touch of your skin next to mine Sends a chill up and down my spine And I can't deny that my body needs you too
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