Category: LIFE

PREPUBERTAL LUST

A PERSONAL OBITUARY ON THE LATE PRINCE ROGERS NELSON

I precisely remember hearing Prince’s crystal voice for the first time as a pre-teen. I had known his music all my life, but up until that point I hadn’t really listened to him closely. When I did, while secretly catching glances at the TV when his 1984 movie Purple Rain was on, he had me star struck.  I loved his flawless features: the signature curls framing his face, the cutthroat cheek bones, embellished by an iconic beauty spot, that was only topped by the outline of his perfectly trimmed beard. His hazel eyes, were both gentle and piercing, with a gaze that invited, taunted and declined with thanks. Today, I think it’s safe to say, that the only set of eyebrows rightfully described as #onfleek would have to be his.

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EARTHA, IDA AND I

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A SELF-INVESTIGATION ON INBETWEEN-NESS AND BLACK WOMANHOOD IN TERMS OF EARTHA, IDA AND MYSELF.

When first listening to Eartha Kitt’s I wanna be evil, her self-will and persistence struck me. “I want to see some dissipation in my face, I wanna be evil, I wanna be mad, but more that that I wanna be bad”- We hear her sing and speak with a twang, some kind of overpowering ardor that is penetrating and enchanting all at once. We hear her whisper and roar and when she opens her mouth her lips formed a funny curl.  Eartha was beyond fierce, beyond badass. To me she seemed like a walking oxymoron, tender hearted and full of joy for life, still tough to the core and bad to the bone. Read More