Island Soul City Dreams

I love New York, but my heart has a Caribbean beat. It pulsates to the traditions of my people. Attuned to the rhythms of this City, I stay West Indian to the bone. I reflect. I analyze. I speak my mind. ~ I Keep it Irie ~

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Dealing With Bitches

I have a love-hate relationship with bitches. And trust me, I have met and know many a bitch. When it comes to my love for a bitch, I’m referring to two things: First is the standard Webster’s or the Oxford English Dictionary definition, “a female dog” and second, is a slang meaning, “a thing that one has conquered or mastered.” As for the bitch I hate, I’ll use a definition that’s both standard and slang, “an unpleasant female” or “something unpleasant.”

I’ve been dealing with a bitch of some type all year. Read more…

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