I reach out to a homie very recently about Gaza. We're not that close he and I, but every time we get together we banter ethnically, which means we flip each other shit for being more superior in our own brownness. Homie calls me old man. I call him Are You Sure You're Not Mexican? … Continue reading Gaza
If You Forget Me
I want you to know One thing. You know how this is:If I lookat the crystal moon, at the red branchof the slow autumn at my window,if I touchnear the firethe impalpable ashof the wrinkled body of the log,everything carries me to you,as if everything that exists,aromas, light, metals,were little boats that sailtoward those isles … Continue reading If You Forget Me
My Queen
Like we agreed at the outset, one of us would stand outside next to the other's coffin before it's about to be lowered. It's a little sad too of course. I didn't want to die so young. If only we might have logged a few more fancy receptions and backwoods rivers and--I always liked our … Continue reading My Queen
Look!
Over the past couple of years and some change, or basically the amount of time this men's site has been up and running, I've done virtually fuck all to promote it. I did this, or didn't as a better way of saying it, for a few reasons, not the least of which it was hugely … Continue reading Look!
Meet John
I'd like to introduce you all to John. He is the Founder and CEO of his own boutique wealth management firm that specializes in liquidity-event planning and holistic, comprehensive financial planning. That's a lot of words we're gonna get into in just a sec and in future pieces, but first: John is originally from a small … Continue reading Meet John
My one
It was around the start of Lent, and after about a week of being passed out in the hospital, when a very dear homie of mine finally came to. It was like this really intense, can't-seem-to-wake-up-fully-from-his-fucking-life-threatening nap more than any kind of "coma." "He can't fully wake up," a sister's update-text read. What I do … Continue reading My one
Let’s eat
In the Southeast, especially along the former slave trade corridor; specifically the sea islands of coastal North Carolina, South Carolina and Georgia, there are certain, traditional dishes that have transcended that thing called “time”. It is widely known that people brought here during the trans-Atlantic slave trade brought with them many traditions that they associated … Continue reading Let’s eat
Another birthday
On the eve of this young man's 17th birthday, he and I go to the gym to train. We'd very recently turned a nice corner, which means he called me up to train instead of the other way around. That's right, this kid had some real dick moments this past year, and it was hard … Continue reading Another birthday
Happy belated birthday
You of course know this already I'm having this conversation with a guy who just recently moved into my neighbors' rental across the street. He swings by in his monogrammed bath robe, a gentlemanly pipe jutting out his mouth, and I'm thinking, Shit, maybe this is how Nigerian dudes say hello the second time. The … Continue reading Happy belated birthday
In thanksgiving
I didn't have a housewarming party. I just figured if someone came over, knowing it was a new house I'd bought, they would just do the natural thing and bring something to help christen the joint: toaster, a microwave, basket hamper, a toilet brush; shit, I don't know, what do you get for moving into … Continue reading In thanksgiving
Things Men Carry 