Em & Mariahs Wedding:

I have been following this story for almost seven years, when it first broke and caught the attention of any willing to listen, or read about it. I have watched the denials of both of these two coy individuals when it comes to them trying to slander one another. As any one who has ever been in a relationship gone sour, it is obvious that Marshall and Mariah should have matching towel sets in the his and hers bathroom, not Mariah and Nick. or Marshall and Kim,When… Continue

I am interested in the fact that the Dr. {Conrad Murry} who had been attending to the sleep deprivation issues Mr. Michael Jackson was having is not a person of interest to the police dept. Many celebrities are given lethal combinations of medications from their health care providers because they have so much money that the professionals they are usually connected to sees the financial scope instead of seeing the celebrity as a person, that does not have the training to dictate their own healh… Continue

I came into this RISKY BUSINESS a LEGEND. I was then one of the OUTSIDERS, so this media frenzy to me is nothing new.I dont dance or perform TAPS for the media or my peers. I knew from the start what everyone else had to learn. not only do I have the looks, the brains, but ALL THE RIGHT MOVES.I know who I am, and although I dont see the world in color, I know what THE COLOR OF MONEY is. green like the envy I breed. wih all the regulars and newcomers of my field I am still TOP GUN.I stand with… Continue

I read on Google that Rupert Everett is lashing out at Michael Jackson and Barack Obama. First of all Mr. Everett, no one even knows who you are. What movies did you say you starred in again? or did you just merely have a guest role? either way both of the men you are bashing have extrodinary histories and great accomplishments. Michael, to the dismay of people like you, who will never understand the disease Vitiligo,was not a Black man that did not want to be Black, because every living human… Continue

Posted by Cookie McFarland



I knew a satin lover.

Silk to me he was.

Yet, blood continued flowing

through my unyielding love.

The morning's? Love, soft poetic words.

Evening's? Heavy drinking,blood spilling,cold words.

Night's? Whispers of the sorrow,apologies and gifts.

Sleep? His deep.

Mine? my body bruised,swollen,stiff.



Moonlight splashing in as tears fall salty warm.

Blood filled towels.

Pictures hide broken… Continue