A Musical Icon Has Passed


One thing is for certain, David Bowie has left his imprint on music forever. He was a one of a kind artist, always going against the fray to the beat of his own drums. He put MTV on blast for not supporting Black artists, prior to that going into glam Rock that many Americans didn’t understand at the time, but loved later. The man was a genius and transformed music in so many ways and always stayed true to himself, to his own brand of uniqueness/individuality. My condolences to his family; you will be missed, but never forgotten.

David Bowie, the legendary singer-songwriter and actor, has died after a long battle with cancer. He was 69.

One of the most original and singular voices in rock & roll for nearly five decades, Bowie championed mystery, rebellion and curiosity in his music. Ever unpredictable, the mercurial artist and fashion icon wore many guises throughout his life. Beginning life as a dissident folk-rock spaceman, he would become an androgynous, orange-haired, glam-rock alien (Ziggy Stardust), a well-dressed, blue-eyed funk maestro (the Thin White Duke), a drug-loving art rocker (the Berlin albums), a new-wave hit-maker, a hard rocker, a techno enthusiast and a jazz impressionist. His flair for theatricality won him a legion of fans.

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Dating Excuses Men Give … Are They Legit? A Man’s Perspective.

Suzie the Single Dating Diva

So someone’s cancelled on you the last minute, or, they just can’t be in a relationship right now because they aren’t ready, or, they couldn’t respond to your text for 5 days because something happened … blah blah blah. Dating excuses happen, some are good, some are bad and some are downright ridiculous, but, are they legit? Can you believe them? I mean some seem plausible, but, are all dating excuses created equal? How do you know if they’re being honest or if they just got a better offer? Well, unless you’re pyschic, you don’t know, but I asked a guy friend of mine who does do a lot of dating (and excusing) what he says and what he means … here’s what he said about dating excuses.

Dating Excuses Men Give

When you can be pretty sure the bailout isn’t on the up-and-up

dating-excusesSnap, there goes the date.


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NC Greensboro’s Black Community Comes Together


For almost two decades, the residents who live in a predominantly African-American Greensboro neighborhood didn’t have a place to shop for food. The community tried to attract the attention of a popular grocery store, but when that plan didn’t work, they decided to open their own store.

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First They Came: Look Into A Mirror

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Dreams by Langston Hughes

Hold fast to dreams

For if dreams die

Life is a broken-winged bird

That cannot fly.

Hold Fast to dreams

For when dreams go

Life is a barren field

Frozen with snow.

Art by MacRebisz

4 Ways to Make Your Brain Work Better

By Chris Mooney

You’re a busy person. Keeping up with your job, plus your life, has you constantly racing. It doesn’t help that when working, you’re distracted not only by your mobile devices, but also by your computer. You average 10 tabs open in your browser at any one time, and you compulsively click amongst them. One’s your email, which never stops flowing in. At the end of the day, you sleep less than you know you should, but as you tell yourself, there’s just never enough time.

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American Bandit + Black Literary Magazines


From the darkness, I approached a woman with a daringness and audacity not seen since the Old West. Her brown eyes lit up. I flashed a gun and any intention of heroics died in an instant. I aimed the barrel at her chest and she froze; her silk green dress ruffled in the wind.

But those shock-stricken eyes were familiar. Thick, white lines of cocaine had nearly erased my memory, but not of her. I blinked and she came back in flashes. I remembered her short, curly black hair and her smooth, dark skin. Danielle, the woman I once loved.

My confident smirk faded and my head sunk low like broken ships into the cold harbor. A shadow lingered above me, not below. She said my name, asking if I needed help. The worry in her voice was a needle to my heart. I could feel the spots and blotches dotted along my arm. I needed help. I needed her.

I didn’t want help, though. Help strangely always arrived and handcuffed me. The blue bandits. Red and blue lights flicked in my eyes just thinking of them. I didn’t want to risk rotting. A drizzle of rain pattered on the worn sleeves of my jacket as I contemplated both lunacy and salvation.

“Just give me the money,” I said.

I closed my eyes held out my hand, expecting crumpled bills or a credit card on my palm. After a few seconds of silence, a soft hand wrapped around mine and squeezed gently. Whispers of support floated through the air.

I squeezed back.


I’ve been reading more, so that’s inspired me to write more. Not my best work, fairly heavy-handed, but pretty decent for 15 minutes. I’ve been struggling between activist and artist for the past year now.

I’m leaning more towards artist.

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A Will to Live Written by Priscilla Brown and Sung by Derreck McLaughlin

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