When I was seven, my very gifted but slightly off her rocker Aunt used to perform Macbeth in our living room. She often discussed her love for all things Shakespeare and then rail on about what year in high school they studied each play. In my young impressionable mind, it was assumed that great literature,… Read More »
Several years ago, I read an essay about the ways that we respond to violence. We typically will have one reaction if we are assaulted by someone we don’t know or have never seen. We respond differently when it is someone we know intimately. Our most significant relationships either foster courage or wither away by… Read More »
The one who cares the most wins. When I was eight years old, a Love Boat episode made me cry. While none of my family will address the reasons that I was moved to tears (a young kid was arguing with his parents because of a pending divorce and my parents were divorcing around the… Read More »
“Just because you have a nightmare doesn’t mean stop dreaming” Jill Scott “For us to have self esteem is truly an act of revolution and our revolution is long overdue” Margaret Cho So much of my time has been spent learning to reparent myself. As a black intelligent gay man, I have spent years learning… Read More »