I Am An Addict

I am an addict. Some people think am the worse person to associate with just because of that but what can I do? I wasn’t addicted at birth, wasn’t addicted on my first day- time just got me hooked and truth is to want to end it because of anyone is to make me begin because of anyone or that […]

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Holy Spirit…

I thought he was going to be tall, that his eyes were going to be sparkling white with no filth in it whatsoever. I honestly thought he was going to be soft, kind, a smooth talker with romantic poems and a fellow with Barry White’s voice- one I would like to hear sing to me before bed time or call […]

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A Fable By Etheridge Knight

Once upon a today and yesterday and nevermore there were 7 men and women all locked / up in prison cells. Now these 7 men and women were innocent of any crimes; they were in prison because their skins were black. Day after day, the prisoners paced their cells, pining for their freedom. And the non-black jailers would laugh at […]

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A Wife’s Strength..

It had been six months since I last sucked. Six months since any part of her made me shiver. She always said I was hers but things have changed… The house is always noisy, always occupied…I don’t even know if I prefer my work place or the house anymore. She doesn’t call my pet name anymore… We have been married for seven years and she is still beautiful. She has the thighs of mama  Africa and her breast are still as firm as ever…I know because I stare at her naked body…I feel my pinky wiggle and in know I still want her but I can’t have her… Before we got married, we ate pizza when the weather was cold and ate pepper soup  when the weather was hot…we are the weird couple that fought each other for everything …our last wrestling match was on our matrimonial bed… I was the lucky one to find her, she’s awesome. A praying woman; an ambitious lady. Nothing to her is a waste. She makes use of any and every opportunity and is never rude to those older than her. Although my sister says she is because she says things as it is but I know it is all because she told her, her hair was made badly when they met… My sister likes to be in control. As a child she wanted to know why money was given to me. She wanted […]

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