Frog crouched down behind the couch in the dark apartment, the sunlight that shimmied into the apartment through the small cracks in the blinds illuminated the round, chocolate cake in his hands that’s finished off with cricket and mealworm confetti. His cool, green toes anxiously dug into the cherry-wood floor and fat beads of… Continue reading Frog and Toad Are Friends: The Gift
Christmas is no longer about blankets of snow draped over houses and lawns, or a pile of marshmallows plopped on steaming hot chocolate, or holiday cheer being belched through the radio, or a chubby bearded man in a warm red suit. And it is definitely not about the day they say is Jesus’s birthday.… Continue reading The “Gimme” Spirit Has Replaced the Christmas Spirit.
It's November 6th, and my heart feels the pain Thanksgiving endures. It is like Thanksgiving is Voldemort, a holiday that must not be named, or acknowledged. Like the slurred talker/rapper Birman said: "put some respeck" on Thanksgiving's name and holiday status. Haha. Seriously though. It should be valued just like Christmas or Halloween with a… Continue reading Thanksgiving is the Middle Child of Holidays
Human trafficking is slavery; it is not an occupation. It is the use of force or fraud to cause people to do labor for the perpetrator’s profit. It is illegal and a violation of human rights. Like the drug business, it is illegal but flourishes because it is easy for the “dealer” to make quick… Continue reading (In)human Trafficking
An analysis of the "black body" in Ta-Nehisi Coates's autobiography Between the World and Me and Richard Wright's poem Between the World and Me.
Women are a force to be reckoned with in The Wife of Bath’s Prologue and Tale. Women are always painted as fragile, voiceless, nameless property of men. Fairies are usually the only powerful and independent women in Medieval Literature. But, this does nothing for the reputation of women because they are not technically human women.… Continue reading Wife of Bath’s: Maiden Power
Come to the Summer of Love! We have “a nightmare of frustration, anger, disillusionment, despair, racial conflict, and disease swirling about Haight Street, turning it into a tension-filled area simmering with hostility. Fights, holdups, muggings, and rapes are common. Youngsters stand in doorways and whisper their offers of sale to passers-by. The home of the… Continue reading The Haight was Full of Hate: The True Story of the Summer of Love