How About A Magic Trick? April 27, 2015. He tossed the saw towards the opening of the stage, skidding across the floor and coming to a halt at a wall. The audience watched in amazement. He was an illusionist, not a magician. He walked behind the woman, placing his hands on the boxes; she looked up at him with a weak smile. Discomforted, my dear, he asked staring at the crowd. A little, she wriggled.

Must be okay with explicit language and sensitive subjects. My mind is brimming with excitement! To announce that after a longer than necessary writing hiatus, I am back at it. It has to do with a small snippet I posted last week.

Injustice all around is justice.

A Woman is NOT a Commodity. The Color Purple and our patriarchal society. I guess, these are.

So I plan to be just the opposite. Get every new post delivered to your Inbox. Build a website with WordPress.