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Angelique Speaks...

I Miss My MySpace Friends...

About Me

I'm me. Who you?

My Interests

Poetry, Music, Poetry, Movies, Poetry, Spoken Word & Food (quit laughing)

I'd like to meet:

Good people doing good things.

Music:

Kaskade, Lisa Shaw, Blue Six, Gaelle, Miguel Migs Eric B. & Rakim, EPMD, DeLaSoul A Tribe Called Quest & Blackstar(I'm a throwback)

Movies:

AKEELAH & the BEE!!! When Harry Met Sally, Say Anything, Carmen Jones, All About Eve and yes Love Jones! Guilty Pleasure: Breakin'

Television:

I cant, I just can't...(but Project Runway is a bit of a habit lately).

Books:

Kindred, Octavia Butler; Krik Krak, Edwidge Danticat; Passing, Nella Larsen; The Heart of a Woman, Maya Angelou; & anything Shakespeare (the histories are harder for me-- but those too.)

Heroes:

My Mother My Grandmother My Nannyma My Sisters My Bitrhplace: New Orleans...and any one in the struggle.

My Blog

Staring Down Nostalgia

 Back in the day when we were cool& Okay so I have always been a dork! You can clown me about it but really is too easy a pitch to hit so we should really move on. Synonym: out of my element, ali...
Posted by Lady Angelique... on Thu, 21 Sep 2006 12:28:00 PST

A Word for MySpace Men w/Naked Women on their Sites Who Message Me

to tell me they like me. STOP! ...Okay file this one under "Bitchy" but if I can't look at your profile with out an ass or a boob in my face, really let's not play the game. God Speed to you......
Posted by Lady Angelique... on Wed, 13 Sep 2006 02:05:00 PST

On the Ponderance of a Curveball- - or the 3AM Dance with My Demons

  I drank too much coffee. And there's something else I really should be doing. But sometimes I get these thoughts and they paralyze me I have to staunchly and honestly think them all the way thr...
Posted by Lady Angelique... on Wed, 13 Sep 2006 01:16:00 PST

A Bomb-ass B-day Party

 Your trusty Reporter has the news from the Venue: Master SaySay was all about the love and the antithesis. But it was his party and did what he wanted. Hell, he did the damn thing! We got a lil ...
Posted by Lady Angelique... on Fri, 01 Sep 2006 09:28:00 PST

Conjunctively Speaking...

 When I am insecure, and embracing my insecurities- I do not need an indictment of my parenting skills, or a long look in the mirror, or rain clouds or wind or glaring sun.  I do not to need...
Posted by Lady Angelique... on Thu, 31 Aug 2006 10:23:00 PST

A Time for Changes

And with the poem left behind are palm prints on your psyche. Not entirely unlike the remnants of a bar fight, but not quite. More in the nature of the prints left behind and lifted from a crime scene...
Posted by Lady Angelique... on Wed, 30 Aug 2006 10:00:00 PST

When youre right, youre right.

Barely beating the sun home; sneaking my robe over last nights clothes to brush my teeth with my daughter; and collapsing into a sack of exhaustion, a slight headache, and mad smeared eyeliner. Oh hel...
Posted by Lady Angelique... on Thu, 24 Aug 2006 08:59:00 PST

This Is What's Next.

The force of my faith and the way I live has people who know of me wondering what Ill do next. As if life is just a mark in time which you pass or fail a test; As if life is the interim between birth ...
Posted by Lady Angelique... on Tue, 22 Aug 2006 02:12:00 PST

A letter to my Lover

  Dear Poetry:              I need you to forgive me.              As long as Ive lived...
Posted by Lady Angelique... on Wed, 23 Aug 2006 10:50:00 PST