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Homecoming

Homecoming

Homecoming. Every school swears their homecoming is better than any other college or university’s homecoming; I can dig it but there is no homecoming like a Shaw U homecoming. Homecoming is about the people and the ties that have bound them because they all attended the same university. The pride we feel for Shaw is due in part to the hard lessons that we learned; truly comprehending that...

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The Monsters

The Monsters

The Monsters. Was it all a dream? It was night. I was trying hard to catch my breath. I sat up too fast and my hand flew to my side. It was bandaged up. My whole torso was wrapped in bandages. My head hurt and I was trying to make sense of where I was. It was dark—night. My eyes started to adjust and my memory was coming back to me. God did it again. I had no idea why He decided to let me live...

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I Feel You Watchin Me

I Feel You Watchin Me

“I know, you got your eyes on me/ I feel you watchin me/ But it ain’t hard to see that you can’t see me/ You try, but what you think you saw/ Ain’t what you thought you saw/ You bed-da off not lookin at all”-The Watcher (Jay-Z, Rakim, Dr. Dre, Truth Hurts) The football game was over and I was trying to get to Izzy, my partner. He played a hell of a game.  I saw a group blocking...

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Summer Madness

Summer Madness

Summer madness. Jokk had given me a night to remember. He wanted me to enjoy the night which I did. My mouth still had the lingering taste of the rich Ethiopian food; curry and turmeric spices of the stew; eating with our fingers…Jokk tasting my fingers…the plum wine was sweet and relaxed the unexpected nerves I was experiencing thinking about what would happen after dinner. The...

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It’s About Your Approach Said Ms. Bank Teller

It’s About Your Approach Said Ms. Bank Teller

It’s about your approach Said Ms. Bank Teller to Mr. Polish the Surface. Sir, I have no time or inclination to share my most inner thoughts For they only spew poisonous needles; Acupuncture I know what you want Moisturize myself with porcelain; Create a permanent landscape with acrylics and And cement my smile And glue my eyes open And fill my ears with space And imagine my body a young waif And...

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God’s Child

God’s Child

God’s Child. Whether one is born into severe poverty or great wealth; an ideal family structure or one that is non-traditional it is my sincere belief, however fleeting the notion, that their parents imagine them great. They envision that their child could be the next president or engineer or even pop star. They smile at the possibilities of myriad opportunities which can be afforded to...

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118 E. South St.: Roses

118 E. South St.: Roses

Roses. Roses were everywhere and everyone had somebody. Dee was liked by everyone and had a couple of girlfriends at Shaw but   not one that he was really serious about. Valentine’s Day reminded him of that and this year it fell on a Friday so the entire campus looked like Hallmark threw up on it. Balloons and stuffed teddy bears of all sizes were floating around the campus. The Student...

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Love is Too Weak to Define

Love is Too Weak to Define

Love is too weak to define…This relationship is real. We’ve known each other for more than 20 years but only recently made it official. You’ve always been just there at my fingertips but so far beyond my reach. The journey to get to you has been an arduous one. There have been Tears of Joy but none for me. For me there have been ice storms and snow storms and lack of acknowledgement—you...

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The Pajama Jam

The Pajama Jam

The Pajama Jam The Pajama Jam was all anyone could talk about for a straight week. The malls in Raleigh were crawling with co-eds looking for just the right ensemble to impress at the party. Victoria’s Secret’s sales went through the roof. The choices people made were clear the night of the Pajama Jam. Some were choosing to be contrary and not wear pajamas—they were immediately sent away by a...

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118 E. South St.: Those Damned Greeks

118 E. South St.: Those Damned Greeks

Those Damned Greeks “They call me Raul…,” he said with a deep voice and a kiss on her hand. The two friends who were with him smirked; they’d seen many women swoon over their friend’s act. The two friends who were with the young girl rolled their eyes; they knew a line when they heard it. But those damned Greeks were self- assured, upper classmen, and the majority of them lived off campus. They...

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118 E. South St.: Upper Classmen

118 E. South St.: Upper Classmen

Upper Classmen. Please know that there is nothing like beautiful Black men. Who knew that upper classmen would look like male models? They sat there in front of the student union without a care in the world representing every city and country that came to mind. Sheridan, Tip, and Taz started making their own personal claims to these Upper Classmen; unbeknownst to them, they would also be making...

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118 E. South St.: Kamikazees

118 E. South St.: Kamikazees

118 E. South St.: Kamikazees Kamikazees was a two story death trap; one way in and one way out. However it was the hottest club in Raleigh. Nestled in the middle of Western Blvd and NC State territory, Kamikazees welcomed anyone with a pretty face or cash to dance and drink til one dropped or was dropped in a fight or dropped out of the front door by bouncers. The DJ wasn’t as good as Kool Sheed...

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