He exhaled, ‘finally, finally you said my name’. And of course she was like ‘what are you talking about I always say your name.’ and he said ‘no you never did’. That was the meat of the issue, but she denied the charge, so the relationship didn’t go anywhere.
Being born, we don’t realize we’re stepping into history. We think history begins with us.
I collected the ‘used’ scraps in a Canadian honey jar. Make of that what you will.
Habesha dudes usually open with: Don’t I know you? I said, “Have you met me?”
I find it super neat when I request my name, or some version thereof, for my username when opening a new online account and get the message that the username is unavailable. No way! Waaay! Awesome. Now that’s belonging.
One of the stranger questions I’ve been asked in my life, on either side of the Atlantic: “Do you have human hair?”
I remember the first time I ever saw a white person. That’s not counting the ones I saw on television and in the movies. They were about as real as all the other color persons I saw on screen. No, a real live white person, in the flesh. The memory, being a very early one, …