Now, more than ever.
I wrote this post June 1st, 2020. It was just after George Floyd’s murder, but before the shooting in myContinue Reading
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Conscious Graffiti.
I’m in an interesting place, these days. It’s called Tucson. I’ve been here since my return from my trip toContinue Reading
There’s Something About Berlin.
After three weeks of Fringing in Prague with my producer (and friend!) and mother (whom we put to work as aContinue Reading
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
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
Waiting for her own gust.
(Written 31/5/14) I awoke this morning with a huge grin on my face, and not because I made mad passionateContinue 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
