The meaning of hope…

Whenever I introduce myself to someone for the first time I always get asked one of two questions. 1. Is that really your name? 2. Who named you? Very few people know the origin behind why I was named “Hope”. So here we go. I was born in a very small hospital in Harlem called

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Drop ’em

“What did I tell you?” Annoyed Jessica rolled her eyes and brushed past Malcolm entering the apartment. “Damn Jess a brother can’t get no love?” Dropping his outstretched arms Malcolm locked his front door and followed her down the long hallway. “Every time I come over here you’re never ready. I didn’t come over her

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Young, dumb and full of cum…

I met “Sincere” on a crowded A train. I was sixteen and he was twenty-three. His gold caps, shearling jacket and 40 below Timberland boots gave me a immediate tingle. We eye fucked each other until I reached my stop on West 4th street. As I exited the train he grabbed me by the sleeve

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Saying goodbye with grace.

For the record I have to state that I hate endings. I’m a creature of habit, I like things to remain the same. I’m the woman that will ride a toxic relationship until the wheels fall off (work in progress). Often times I’ve known from the door when a friend, lover or business partner wasn’t

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Never lose the thirst for life…

Thursday afternoon on the way home I mentally complained about my stiff knees. Twenty minutes later I drove past 116th and 8th avenue. There was a woman crossing the street on crutches with one leg. Today I was angry because the repair shop did a crappy job on my car. I was pissed off because

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It’s time to feed!

This past Saturday I posted a question on Facebook, I asked you guys what you thought was the biggest problem in the black community. Everyone posted great responses. I am going to share one of the biggest problems that I have faced. Knowledge. That’s right knowledge. It’s suppose to be free right? Well a lot

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HOPE…

I am the biggest person in the gym. I am 5’4 and well over 350+ lbs. I work out in a gym that is jammed packed with washer board stomachs, well- toned thighs and muscular broad backs. Every morning I lay on the side of my bed and repeat over and over, “Get up. Go

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Keep the juices flowing!!

Keep the juices flowing… Stay up to date with me. I’m available on all forums. One of the most asked questions: Are your books available on Ebook? Absolutely! I’m on Nook, Kindle and Kobo. Stay blessed and thank you for your support. Hope xoxoxoxo

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Hard Chocolate (The bonus Chapters)

Hard Chocolate (The Bonus Chapters) Chapter 5 My assistant Tamara found me slumped over my desk balling my eyes out.  We both agreed that I was in no shape to do any kind of work.  How could I possibly listen to anyone else’s problems when I couldn’t even figure out my own.  Tamara was a

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