My Kind of Woman

The early morning sun caused Q to squint his eyes to block the glare out. He adjusted the heavy duffel bag on his shoulder and headed up 145th street on his way home. Tired and mentally drained from work he could not wait to jump in the hot shower and relax. There has...
The Meaning of Hope

The Meaning of Hope

Whenever I introduce myself to someone for the first time I always get asked one of two questions. 1. Is that really your name? 2. Who named you? Very few people know the origin behind why I was named “Hope”. So here we go. I was born in a very small hospital in...

Drop Em

“What did I tell you?” Annoyed Jessica rolled her eyes and brushed past Malcolm entering the apartment. “Damn Jess a brother can’t get no love?” Dropping his outstretched arms Malcolm locked his front door and followed her down the long hallway. “Every time I come...