D Jay Collins
The Baker’s Dozen
Among the mosaic of faded faces of small children with phone numbers on tiny strips of paper like jagged teeth was a flyer for “Revival Sundays!” It was an odd sentiment, here, in this place where hope had come to die. This waystation for the pleas and cries of parents on their knees in anguish.…
Waiting on the message…
The beginning of Hip-Hop for me was listening to a pre-release of The Sugarhill Gang’s Rapper’s Delight because my step-father was a DJ. I’m from the Chi but was living in Vicksburg, MS for a year, and when I moved back, I knew the song word for word. I got a lil’ street-cred for that.…
A Purple Piece
There is an expression…”My heart is full”. Many think they are using this in the right way. I think it is sad, selfish, and true of someone who hasn’t lived long enough or known true love, pain, or loss. When you Love someone, you know it because it feels like they take a part of…
D Jay Collins 