I'll never forget what it was like living in Baghdad. Back in the early days of the U.S. invasion, the whole country was in chaos. For those of us living in the shantytowns and slums, it was a time of great danger... and great opportunity. Sure, we had to worry about mobs, looting and stray artillery, but with so many citizens fleeing the city, even fleeing...
Import/export is a very lucrative business. One can make huge profits from getting goods abroad and into the country. I am one such. The goods I am talking about may be called "testacles." You see, I am a highly educated married woman, in the music industry; I coach young and old in various instruments and voice. Lately I have been involved in internet mark...
My name is Ray Knight. I am a young black man living in Brockton, Massachusetts. Currently, I attend Brockton Community College, the largest community college in the state of Massachusetts. It's huge, with six campuses and over twenty five thousand students. The school has campuses in Brockton, Randolph, Bridgewater, Boston, Milton and Avon. It's also got on...
The name is Karl Guillaume. I'm a young Haitian man living near the city of Boston, Massachusetts. Life for black folks in America is tough but some of us do have it good. I'm happy to say that I am one of the lucky few. I am thankful for being the son of James Guillaume, one of the most prominent Haitian-American lawyers and politicians in the state of Mass...
The medic and the Russian had stopped for the night. Bearing in mind that he was a city boy, the Russian was not so squeamish, the medic though. If he had to walk, he walked, if he had to sleep, beneath the sky, on the dirt, he slept. Even the medic was a city man, but he had more experience about the life in that country. Especially about how much it took t...
Dave hates noise. Wanting the noise to stop and wanting everything to be quiet, Dave just wanted some peace. As if her scream was meant for only him to hear and as if the woman's distant scream was amplified and played through a speaker in his ear, her scream was deafening. Assaulting his senses, Dave came to action. With the vision of a marching band and a...
Being inhuman isn't easy. It took me a long time to accept what I am. Many people would say the same, I think. Self-acceptance is hard. Many men struggle with the fact that certain parts of their bodies aren't exactly as they'd like them to be. Women struggle with both increases and decreases in the size of certain aspects of their anatomy. Nobody has it eas...
Susan ponders moving to Kansas to live with an older man that she met online. Going for long walks alone to talk to herself in the serene, calm beauty that was the country, there was never anyone to talk to but herself anyway. Unless they were out walking their dogs or running by her jogging, few were out walking while enjoying nature. She always thought it...
I had my first date in two decades the other week. Boy can I pick 'em. Or maybe they find me. If that's the case, I'd better get my little o'le man magnetizer readjusted. It all started with a simple, friendly conversation between cross country seat-mates on Jet Blue. I didn't really want to talk. It was my first flight in eight years. I'd just tossed out a...
This is about Shannon. She's a friend of mine, more of an acquaintance. She invited me to her house warming/pool party. We knew each other, but not very well. Occasionally meet up for drinks or run into each other during local festivals. We worked together in the same dept. for about a month before I got a promotion and she went to work for a competitor. S...