this is one of my favorite pictures.
its muhammad ali looking at his latest victim,
sonny liston,
like:

sit cho blockhead ass down nugga
uh!

i want this picture framed after ive made it.
hanging right in my townhouse or condo.
in my living room.
every time i look at it,
it will represent the fight of my life.
always winning even if i thought that i lost.
i know the foxhole is always trying to prove ourselves.
its tiring ain’t it?
we put up a good fight tho.
belee dat!
life is funny.
its like we are always fighting.
fighting people.
fighting ourselves.
fighting our circumstances.
some people have it easy.
they don’t even need to step in the ring of life.
they win just off the strength.
others are always sparring.
always training.

the funny thing is…
these battles are always leading you to where you need to be.
that was my day today.
i’m going to start a timeline of how shit went down…
Continue reading “The Fight of my Life (Round 2015)” →

well today was exciting.
my job interview was earlier this afternoon…
Continue reading “So How Did That Job Interview Work Out For Ya?” →

yesterday when i got into work,
everyone was weird.
well weirder than usual.
the atmosphere felt really tense.
people were being standoffish than usual.
my foxy senses didn’t like it at all.
i knew the end of the day was going to be some bullshit…
Continue reading “So At What Time Will You Put Me In front of The Firing Squad?” →

ya know,
i don’t know if i should be sad or happy.
well scratch that.
i feel pretty neutral tonight.
so one of the mailroom wolves pulled me to the side before i left…
Continue reading “Countdown To Getting Fired?” →

you won’t always be the “people’s choice”.
you’re black,
gay,
and no doubt good looking.
you probably know how to dress.
you’re smart.
kinda quiet.
mysterious.
some people don’t know how to figure you out.
you can do everything in your power to play “nice”.
bake cookies,
rescue a cat from a tree,
or stop a missile headed straight to the us with the help of superman…
it won’t mean shit!
some people will simply just not stand your ass.
well that is unless you are “the favorite”.
the life for “the favorite” is fantastic.
so i had to wonder,
in order to stop conflict and keep the peace…

Should we all strive to become “the favorite”?…

Continue reading “I’m Not Your Favorite and You Prove It Daily” →

there was a vixen i use to know.
how we became cool was actually a funny story.
so we met at a retail job i worked at couple years ago…
Continue reading “He Said, She Said, They Said, We All Said.” →