kinda like Ludacris once rhymed.
seeing Nicole this weekend, i remembered something significant. how vital it is that we foster the relationships and lines of communications amongst our selves, because as Black folks and as people of color, the affirmations of our humanities gets short-shrift oftentimes.
all 3 of you are in 1 city.
each of your are beautiful black people.
and you each could tell some stories about RG.
and tell more stories about your versions of this thing called life.
i pray that you can get to it. and get to one another.
washing dishes: a father’s glimpses 