Three weeks after landing in Charlotte, NC, here’s my first story featured on the front page of Charlotte Five for The Charlotte Observer. Read it here. …
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This morning was a quarantine dream. I talked to podcaster, writer, rapper, and Shanghai social commentator, Randy Flagg. I’ve previously written about him, here. I did not know we’d be talking live. It’s been years since I’ve talked to this brother face-to-face. I signed on through his streamyard link (which I’ve never used) then all of a sudden, live, I’m on the internet. “Oh shit.” Surprise, it was comfortable and good to reconnect with an old friend. He’s been grinding …
Lil 2018 was a rapper on ice skates flipping refugees and glaciers out of a frying pan. He built a house out of rainbows pepper sprayed babies -said they could put the chemical on tacos. 2-kilo-18 was the brain eater chasing northern lights that look like whips cracking the ether for free thinkers. This was the year that some lungs took their last heaveWe still got ticks on the clock. Ain’t nobody going quietly. Food like lead wateris the same …
He pegged me a tourist taking flicks.“What’s it like?”It’s like crouching under the atmosphere to keep from scorching your head. Earth’s glowing curvature is a celestial levee, a barrier to the darkness. The stars are neon streets and heavenly islands of light. They are as real as phantom pain firing from a severed limb. You stand still, afraid of stepping on the people below. You’re always in the way. Sometimes all you see is the white of clouds. Up there is …
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