Hippity Hop

“Do you know anything about this ‘rap’ music?” The old man stopped me in the middle of a certain massive department-type retail outlet, which will remain nameless save for its bullseye oriented logo and quirky marketing campaigns. The question jerked me out of my discussion concerning the love Elton John gets on the block…lets just […]

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One Night at the Dreams

Then, out of the mass of moving bodies, there she stood. I stopped, frozen for a second or two that felt like forever, then: “Hi, Anthony…I am in trouble, aren’t I?” “You damn straight.” The difference between my eSelf and my real person are so vast and great as to make any real description of […]

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Sumter Sister

I can’t stop thinking about her…every little thing is on my mind, and I don’t know what to do about it…I know its cathartic to write about it, but I fear the consequences of these keystrokes…what if she reads these words and figures, correctly, how turned upside down I am about her, and it turns […]

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Fan Club of One

afroasia, my egotistical lil friend, advised me to write ’bout her, because I was feening to write about something. As I have tired of scribbling nonsense about being broke (always a popular topic of discussion) or my own abject boredom (again, far too commonplace a subject), I decided to take her up on her lil’ […]

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