No one said it would be easy. But they didn’t say it had to be complicated… Continue reading “Fifty Dollar Freedom”
“Ain’t it fun / Livin’ in tha real world / Ain’t it good / Being all alone” Continue reading “Graduate to Broke”
This post is not about this beautiful 1930 Model A Ford. This post is not even about the car’s owner, a friendly older gentleman who I met last Saturday. Continue reading “Bronx Tales”
“After centuries of participating in protest marches, race riots and demonstrations, and pushing for integration and passage of an endless number of civil rights laws, Black Americans are increasingly sensing that something is wrong. They question whether or not they are on the right road. A comparative analysis of our socio-economic conditions shows that Black Americans have entered the new millennium much the same way they entered the previous four centuries – as an impoverished, powerless and neglected people.” – Dr. Claud Anderson Continue reading “Freedom Dances”
“No they won’t be naming no buildings after me to go down dilapidated” – “A.D. 2000″ by Erykah Badu
The well-heeled streets of the Upper West Side section of Manhattan are rarely the setting where stories about fenced-in, abandoned buildings begin. So as I walked down Amsterdam Avenue on the first Sunday of the new year, I was surprised to come across an abandoned building occupying such prime real estate. Continue reading “Movin’ On Up”
Aquillia is from Palmdale, California and grew up in Chicago, Illinois, where she was living at the time of her interview. Her “days, nights, and some weekends” were spent teaching ninth grade reading at a high school in Chicago.
Aquillia’s Most Likely To is: Most Likely to Reinvent Herself