“Oh, what the hell? What the freak just happened and why does it feel like I just got ran over by a bus?” saying out loud and holding my head trying hard to open my eyes and sit up. After what seemed like several minutes but was only seconds, my eyes opened and adjusted to the light. Not quite able to sit up yet, I lay on my back holding my head and try to look around. Something didn’t seem quite right about the light, an...

“Why did you miss your chance, you would have won this race. Don’t you know the prize money” my friend growled at me. Other day… When I was coming back after registering for the race, I heard a cute voice,“Daddy, you will win this race right? I will go to school again isn’t it?” the kid asked excitedly.“Yes, son we will” he replied as he hugged him fighting his tears. “You see, over there my friend. That is true happiness...

I have a little sister – she’s eleven. She’s not really my sister, but, you know how these things are. Stepsister, half-sister, it all merges into one. We don’t share the same mother or father, but I love her as if we did. She’s darker than me, and her hair is black as coal. I tell her she looks beautiful, but she hates it. Jase, why can’t I be blonde? she asks. Why do you want to be blonde? I say. You’re perfect, in ever...

The race to TumbuktuRiding a kangarooWearing high heel shoesAnd purple pantaloonsOnly women may enter this raceNational flags they paint on their faceThey will ride at a furious paceSo their country they do not disgraceThe race begins in the UKWhere all the Brits shout HoorayThe morale it brings I have to sayMakes me want to win this dayThe gun fires, the race is onCrowds sing their national anthem songsOur Aussie steeds...

Diaspora  She asks me if I know what this means  Like the seeds of a dandelion  Blown by the harsh winds of intention versus expectation  I am a black woman and the seed  Is the marrow of my spine  The wind has caught in the thickness of my hair  Lifting me to this place among pale faces Liminal Being  She asks me if I know what this means  When I catch the sea at high tide  I will drift to my people in familiar waters  T...

What does a number mean? Can one's thoughts truly be scored? Is this a race, winning the highest vote? Many shun the chance to shine Others boast, thinking they are tops While some prefer to just try It is not winning that brings joy The challenge defies the hidden The need to voice a line is grand The soul is filled with happiness Exhaling true emotion Words penned that soothe the mind Not all have the balls to write To...

They lived on the slope of Antelope Hill In a run-down and weathered old shack. The older ones name was Grizzly Old Bill, The other was known as Grey Jack. You always could see them together, Old Bill on the left with Grey Jack on the right, No matter, whatever the weather. They sure were a mighty unusual sight. Bill's only companion was Jack, his old friend, Since Bill never had him a wife. Had worked on a ranch as a hir...

I love living by the sea, I often look out and imagine myself sailing off over the horizon. I could sail the Atlantic and say hello to America, or head due south to explore the many wonders of Africa. If I kept on going, sooner or later the whole world would be within my reach.My ancestors made all those voyages, and what discoveries and adventures they found, what wondrous treasures and knowledge they brought back across...