The Bean

I thought of it as punishment, had I been walking the right path I wouldn’t be in this predicament. I questioned God’s…

Porches

There’s something about a porch that speaks to my soul, love one that’s furnished like the outdoor, out front room that, in…

A Jones For You

I remember the night we met in Atlanta. On a cold evening in December, I turned around and there he was. 6’4″, beautiful mocha skin, an electric…