… [and] the greatest of these is LOVE #31WriteNow

God will move the universe to prove you wrong if she so chooses. Since fall 2011, I’ve been leading an African rites of passage in Harlem crafted for young adults of the diaspora… Continue reading →

and somehow my life purpose got compromised…

These past few days (weeks? months?) I’ve noticed something different about myself, my life, my reaction to things, like my joie de vivre is or has been compromised. If we measure the “something… Continue reading →

fight or flight… and nowhere in between

“Oh Baltimore… Man, it’s hard just to live” – Nina Simone Every year that I lived in Baltimore, someone I knew got killed – yes, all seven years. Wrapped in my idealism, I concluded… Continue reading →

home is where my habits have a habitat

I am grateful for space where I can be myself freely, express myself freely and be appropriately critiqued and molded into excellence, or a shadow of it, whatever and however excellence might mean… Continue reading →

6 months later: Melancholy for the “Unscathed” Haitians

Greetings to whoever reads this. I’m typing this on my cellular phone, while on the train, heading to work, disappointed that I didn’t bring anything to read for the train ride. I just… Continue reading →