…the grains of sand in the upper half represent the time that we’re losing with each passing day, hour and moment…
Tag: High School
Church Tales: “My Growing Affection”
“Good afterNOOOON, Mr. Davis” interrupted the choir director, who always looked at her watch, then at me, over her glasses, emphasizing that I was late. It was only a few minutes, but she was a stickler about time…
Do They Really Do All That At Black Churches?
…another episode in the life and times of me and my high school friends. This time, we went after churches.
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