Category: Drama

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Momma Drama-Queen

Ladies! And I use this word lightly because too many females have no morals or have any idea how to be lady-like. I would like to address the Momma Drama Queens who are doing untold harm to their children.  Remember, children grow up and there are a lot smarter than we give them credit. When you decided to have that man’s baby, a man … Read More Momma Drama-Queen

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Fashion Designer Dreams and a Ticket to Paris

The sound of scissors slicing through couture fabric; feet tapping on an ancient sewing machine, causing it to spew out those stitches faster than even I could churn out last minute essays during my senior year in college. I smile at the memories of our chit chats about Paris; I swear I’ve seen it a thousand times through her words alone. The sweet smells … Read More Fashion Designer Dreams and a Ticket to Paris

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Some Folk Ain’t What They “Post” to be

How many of you know of someone, a friend, relative, co-worker, or maybe even a couple who are trying to keep up an appearance? I have seen so many people act so loving towards each other while posting on face book and other social media platforms, when in fact; the pictures, declarations of love and adulation, the kind words—All an illusion. I sometimes wonder … Read More Some Folk Ain’t What They “Post” to be

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The Unspoken Truth

If, when a man lays a hand on a woman in violence and or in anger, it is considered abuse, why do females think it is okay for them to do the same and get away with it? Recently, I was sitting at my dining table with the balcony door open, enjoying the beautiful South Florida weather while working; that’s when I heard a woman … Read More The Unspoken Truth

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Whip Your Own Back!

I drive, therefore, I think. And so, I was sitting behind the wheel of one of the smallest cars I’ve ever driven—a Nissan March, a popular choice on the small island of Anguilla.  A perfect vehicle for cruising across the 16 miles of sheer unspoiled beauty and tropical scenery.  I put the rubber to the pavement, started making my way around the island, and … Read More Whip Your Own Back!

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WHEN THE “MOTIVATOR” IS GONE

I carried a photo of her in my wallet and kept a framed one on my desk at work. Whenever the pressure in the office became too overwhelming and I wanted to give up, I would look over at her photo, smile, and remember why I was working so hard to begin with. I wanted to give her the life she never had. I wanted … Read More WHEN THE “MOTIVATOR” IS GONE

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“The Widow” Excerpt

He was a most peaceful exhibit—so quietly lying there—not a drop of air filling his lungs. No heavy breathing down my ears, or back, or breasts. I couldn’t tell what had brought me to the city in such haste, besides the news of his sudden death. But standing there next to his body, in the cold morgue, I pressed my thumb against his wrist, … Read More “The Widow” Excerpt