Fanny Packs and Wu-Tang

Music To My Ears

In July of 2016, people I follow on Twitter would not stop retweeting this video. I scrolled past it about five times a day before I gave in and clicked on it.

 

I was blown away. Not just by the spectacle of it all, though I have to admit, a skinny Asian kid with a pink fanny pack and a super bass voice is quite the spectacle. But beyond the baffling image, I heard bars. Really good bars. I wasn’t the only one impressed. While most of the rapping reactors were unsure if they should take the kid seriously, Wu-Tang member and hip-hop veteran, Ghostface Killah showed interest in getting on the remix. Which was something that I thought was pretty epic. Then, like everyone else on Twitter, I forgot about Rich Chigga.

UNTIL A MONTH LATER WHEN I HEARD THIS MASTERPIECE!

AND THEN TWO MONTHS AFTER THAT WE…

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November 9: Flash Fiction Challenge

Carrot Ranch Literary Community

Yellow cats prowl the neighborhood. She has come, the Lady of the Lake. I expected her cloak of white, her hair of ephemeral snow, and her rasping howl. The cats are not hers, although I could imagine creatures trotting at her feet, purring, and observing the wake through golden eyes translucent as honey agate. Instead, the cats belong to the county — grand Caterpillar road graders the color of working-man gold. They’ve come to plow what the Lady has wrought.

In all my life, I’ve known snow. Last winter was my first experience in a warmer climate (Mars) and even there I marched for justice and voice in half a foot of snow at the Kanab Women’s March. Yet, this is my first time experiencing lake-effect snow. It’s a weather phenomenon easily given over to myth and mystery because the science reads like fiction. According to air temperature over…

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