Mother. Writer. Lover. ~ Stiletto addict.
Eternal wiseass. ~ Native New Yorker.

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Welcome inside my head. ~ Proceed with caution.

Eva Wrote It...I talk EPIC smack...I write it too...

May

21

To Rome, With Love

      I walked through a foreign city with native feet; the dust footprints of my great-grandparents glowed through stone to guide me              

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May

12

“Go, Mama GO!” – A Mother’s Day Tale

Happy Mother’s Day to all the amazing moms reading this! Motherhood has been my biggest joy/headache/money pit/anxiety source/love well/hug ‘n kiss machine/happy place ever!  Yep. It’s all those things. And sometimes it can feel thankless. But if you listen in the small moments…it’s truly not. In June 2002, I was a newly single mother of [...]

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Apr

01

Fake Happy Don’t Make Happy…

Ok, so I adapted that bit of rapper financial wisdom (“Scared money don’t make money.”) to suit my purposes. Sue me. Thank you, oh ye wise sages, masters of the hoodrat anthem! But it’s true. Pretending to be happy is more work than it takes to actually BE happy.  Honestly, it’s exhausting from the inside [...]

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Mar

12

Passing Up The All Male Revue: A Case of “Django D*ck”

So…we’re friends, right? I mean, we’ve been smack-talking our way through page after page of my fuckery snarky tales of life experiences gone awry for some time now.  You know me well enough; you get a sense of who I am. That said, you know for a fact that a woman who writes about threesomes, [...]

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Feb

21

Men Teaching Womanhood? Sorry, Bey, But I Don’t Think So…

I had a whole ‘nother piece planned for today, but a fun conversation on a radio show last night left me feeling like I had to speak a little further on something that’s been BUGGING me since I saw it. Sisters in your 20′s, this piece is written especially out of love for you. Read [...]

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Jan

22

BREAKING: Superwoman Writes Hall Pass; Has One For You Too!

Listen… I. Am. SICK! SICK, I tell you! It’s taking all my focus to look at my laptop screen and tap the keys right now.  We’re talking the determined sleep bounce of a crackhead when crossing the street (I’m from the South Bronx, remember?), or the laser-like left/right of a DUI straight line test taker (for [...]

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