‘You incompetent arsehole’ I internally address myself after shutting the door and realising I’d forgotten to shove a bag for life in my pocket like a crumpled handkerchief for my permitted daily outing for essential goods, previously known simply as trip to Co-Op for a box of filters and the cheapest loaf of bread left on the shelf. That was all before the unsolicited Corona-virus broke out qu...

This song was written as part of a Capstone Project based on Cooperative Businesses in Urban Communities. This initiative is being constructed to promote economic sustainability in urban communities.

JUKE:1] dance, especially to the music of a jukebox[A] a middle-aged couple shook and juked to the music PART ONE The summer of '97 I had been on the Tallahassee FL Project six months  and counting.  I learned my way around town and had seen most of the tourist attractions.  Since the Origami incident I had spent time with Mitchell on a trial basis to determine if we indeed were compatible.  He...

 JUKE:1] Dance, especially to the music of a jukebox[A] A middle-aged couple shook and juked to the music PART ONE The summer of '97 I had been on the Tallahassee FL Project six months  and counting.  I learned my way around town and had seen most of the tourist attractions.  Since the Origami incident I had spent time with Mitchell on a trial basis to determine if we indeed were compatible.  H...

PART THREE CONCLUSION We entered the building and looked around. The few people inside stared at us with blatant curiosity.  It was remodeled well with a small bar back in the corner, small round tables with chairs, Memorabilia on the chicken-wire stucco inside walls. The dim lighting was from overhead naked light bulbs and the bandstand was in the back, it appeared to be a huge rectangle of pl...

  PART TWO It was a sticky muggy Talle evening so I opted to wear a lightweight tan wrap-a-round sarong skirt with a leopard shell and leopard sandals.  I also donned a summer straw leopard stingy brim.  I have always loved hats but truth be known I hate messing with my hair and a hat is the perfect answer.  I heard a knock at the door and opened it to see Mitchell and Fenton.  Mitchell was dre...