Piece of Meat | Diary of A Black Gay CEO

So below is a poem I wrote 7 years ago I haven’t written much since college but I may have to revisit:   I've allowed myself to be a piece of Meat. fresh from the market on 34th street. No wrapping, consealing to keep my freshness. Not appealing in the morning just breakfast. [caption id="attachment_7355" align="alignright" width="179"] Christopher 2011[/caption] I've allowed myself to be used and worn down. spread like gossip around gorge town. seeing me in the twinkle of every mans eyes. the wetness of his lips, the bulge in between his thighs. Now that I have grown and find value of my merchandise. No longer wanna put a for rent sign on my forehead. Still dealing with the same kinda consumer. only thing on his mind is how to get more head. But I'll stand here and tell you today. the goodies have been put...

Not Going To Cry | Diary of A Black Gay CEO

So on Wednesday it will be the third anniversary of the passing of my dear mother.  She died on August 1, 2015 due to congestive heart failure. Not having ones mom around is an experience only certain people my age go through. The people I talk to around my age range 25-35 all have the emptiness that I have experienced the last 3 years. I can see it in their eyes.  Older people who parents simply reached their full life's potential have a similar emptiness in their eyes, but an additional sadness that older age brings when people around you perish into the next life.  I understand that I am still here for some time if God's willing, however I can't help to feel a bit cheated or angry at times.  Its not that I question the order of things, but then again I always question the order of things. My mom would tell you that I've always been sort of...

My Favorite Story | Diary of a Black Gay CEO

So to introduce this segment of writing, I am coming to you every so often to write about my journey as a Black Gay CEO.  Now noticed the order I wrote that title. We will discuss that more later.  Honestly, I am very happy to express myself. This isn't some way to get you to buy something from me, although you should bitch! I am so good at marketing right? Anyways, the story begins in 2012 I was knee deep in college midterms and I was feeling a bit lonely. See I had been single for about 4 months at that point and I was trying out the celibate thing. That didn't last very long as I was a hoe and hoe was life! Any who on this particular day, I'd walk to Vons grocery store. I was staying in a little studio right off the ocean in Downtown Long Beach, California. I had felt myself being tempted by the cuties on the side of the grocery store....