Author Archives: SoSaidRed

There is a moment of clarity in some things. It’s a crystal clear picture. You can can see yourself as if you were in portrait mode. It’s like that moment you put a quarter in an arcade pinball machine. You’re focused on trying to see the angles before the ball ever hits the chute. Still,Continue reading “Pinball”

Balance is not something you find, its something you create. -Jana Kingsford. I’m confused. Its Spring, right? Supposed to be balmy and breezy. This whole week has been super sunny and hot. Next week is forecasted to be the same. In 2018 this time of year it was in the lower seventies. (I know, IContinue reading “The balance in change.”

Some bullshit. Sorry, not sorry. It’s a stormy, windy, wavy boat ride when you wanted a clear day type of bullshit. Period. Not only do I not recommend it, but I want some kind of reciprocity for the everyday effort I put into this madness. I don’t necessarily even mean money, but rewards in theContinue reading “Adulting is..”

If you’re thinking based on title this post is about loss or theft of goods in retail, you’re about to be enlightened. Black girls know what shrinkage is. I’d lay odds that nearly every black girl who reads this either rolls her eyes, shakes her head or makes some audible acknowledgement for the word. ForContinue reading “Shrinkage”

🎶 That’s why/ I got a meeting in the Ladies room/ I’ll be back real soon.🎵 Song lyrics from the band Klymaxx. I often think in song lyrics or music quotes. Either that or a situation comes up and the lyrics pop in my head like a soundtrack. Ladies have at least one meeting inContinue reading “Meeting in the Ladies Room.”

Resilient (of a substance or object) able to recoil or spring back into shape after bending, stretching or being compressed. Bending stretching or being compressed. Whew! If those aren’t action words for what life does and makes you do I don’t know what is. It’s the meaty part of the definition I’m focused on though. That’sContinue reading “re•sil•ient”

I’ve been raising my grandson for a little over a year now. When I tell you it is a whole ‘nother experience??? Chile! It is a whole ‘nother experience. I keep having to pause and put my hands on my hips and shake my head. Shove my hands in my pockets often so I don’tContinue reading “Surprise”

I forget to cry sometimes.I forget how.Is it really forgetting if I shove it from my mind?I forget how tears taste. That salty flavor of a French Fry as they leak into the corners of my mouth. When I finally remember I am unnerved at how much it hurts when my breath hitches in myContinue reading “I Forget To Cry”