Pickled Peppur.
Forgive me Father, for I have sinned.Today marks one month since I left Europe. My Mid-May to Mid-June European trip beganContinue Reading
Category: My Life
The Unintended.
Sometimes, in the journey of life, the unintended is exactly what we need. I’ve returned home from my trip to Europe,Continue Reading
Looking for Reggie
When I was in 9th grade, which was the last year of Junior High School, I had my first love.Continue Reading
Storm before the Sun
It’s 9:00am. My one-woman show (Harlem’s Awakening. Storytelling. Live) opens tonight at the Prague Fringe Festival and it is rainingContinue Reading
Ethically Speaking.
From what I remember, to fulfill my psychology requirement at Marquette University, I chose an Ethics in Political Science class. WeContinue Reading
Longing to Belong.
We made it! I wish I were an old man because I for sure would be wearing a watch. MyContinue Reading
Robbing Peter to Pay Prague
The sunlight blazes into my friend’s West Hollywood apartment. We’re there to discuss our travel plans to Prague, where myContinue Reading
Pen and Peppur 
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