Showing posts from October, 2017

All Bullies Want an Easy Target

“Somebody please help my mother. He is going to kill her!”

“I been thinking, and I talked to Nana, and I decided to keep you.”

That was it, I was baptized. No fanfare. No music, no cheers.

I was six years old, and had never had a Christmas.

Who’s my mother? I didn’t even know who my mother was.

“Guy, go get me a switch. This muthafucker done pissed the bed again.”

Ghetto Bastard Book Release

Ghetto Bastard Books Hit #1 on Amazon!

Surviving the Ghetto and Living to Tell About It