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Season’s Greetings from Me to You!

Hello All, I just wanted to take a quick moment to thank all my friends, readers and subscribers for all the love and support throughout the year.  May 2016 be prosperous, transformative and of course …Super! And don’t forget, if you need a gift for that deserving Super Sistah in your life? I have your […]

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Killing Kindness

My sister has grave concerns for my safety because she says I invite trouble. She uses my most recent interaction with a pan handler to argue her case. This is what happened. The gentleman was well-dressed considering he was claiming to be without food, funds, house or a home. He approached black women on the […]

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Fight for Your Life

If you’re like most women then there have been times when you’ve woken up in a cold sweat wondering in a daze why your life wasn’t going as you’d planned? If you are anywhere north of twenty then this has happened more than once. In those times you’ve questioned why everyone else had the luxury […]

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Black Girls Don’t Cry

When I was young I used to fight, brawl and roll around wrestling in the grass. My life was like an episode of Basketball Wives. Now that I’m grown, I’ve learned some things and realized that a karate chop to the windpipe is no way to communicate. As I’ve matured I’ve learned to get my […]

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Old Dog, New Tale

The Super celebrated a birthday yesterday. Yes, superheroes age. We get older, we slow down and we get things suspiciously looking like laugh lines. Ain’t a damn thing funny about getting old. In protest I decided to wage a war against my age. I still have it. No one can tell me otherwise. To prove my […]

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Bionic Body

I went to the gym today. Push, pull, heave, run and lift. I’m glistening and I’m hot. Muy caliente— hot. ¡Ay, caramba— hot. Missy Elliot rapping the lyrics of her song called:

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Black Swan Song

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My man left me. Quit me.  He slapped a so long sucker on my forehead and kept it moving. He was out so fast that the flame of his departure burned a Roadrunner trail on my behind.  Even if I was Usain doing the 100 meter dash I still couldn’t catch him. He was goooooooooone. […]

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