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What America Means to Me

What America Means to Me

America, Election 2020, Florida, London, Middle East, New York City

It’s a dangerous myth, one still peddled across the world, and it’s a myth that is a terrible lie. I know that is implied in the word ‘myth’, but a myth relies on faith and belief and once disproved it becomes that heinous thing: a lie.

And America is a lie.

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What’s in a Name.

What’s in a Name.

America, Beirut, Family, Florida, Life in General, London, Middle East, New York City, Politics, Race, Theatre, Writing

A few years ago, while I was living and working in London, I wrote a short play for the Old Red Lion Theatre called ‘A is for Ali’. It was…

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They Spat in Her Face and I Did Nothing

They Spat in Her Face and I Did Nothing

America, Florida, Race

My first week in America I was called a ‘Sand Jockey’, a ‘Camel Rider’, and a ‘Sand Nigger’. I was 12. I was a freshman in high school. I had…

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The Writer’s Prerogative

The Writer’s Prerogative

New York City, Theatre, Writing

***I know this post could apply to any kind of artist, but for this post I am writing it from a writer’s perspective. Not all these things happened to me….

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Giving Thanks to Historical Realities

Giving Thanks to Historical Realities

America, Life in General, Memory, Politics, Religion, Thanksgiving

You don’t need to wish me a Happy Thanksgiving. I don’t celebrate the holiday. Not for the last two years, at least. Perhaps I would feel differently about the day…

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Between the Future & Memory

Between the Future & Memory

Florida, Memory, Theatre

As I begin to find my writing legs again, and attempt to write more thoughtful and op-ed style pieces on this blog and beyond, I wanted to start with something…

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To Londinium…

To Londinium…

Life in General, London, New York City, Theatre

I’ve been thinking a lot about what I would say as I leave London. A record of my thoughts moreso for me to reflect on when things get tough again…

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Brown in Beirut: Back2Roots – Day 6 – Take me to the Water

Brown in Beirut: Back2Roots – Day 6 – Take me to the Water

Beirut, Middle East, Plays, Theatre, Writing, Zoukak Theatre

Three things in nature have a tendency to reset my brain: Walking along the coast of an ocean (preferably with my feet being kissed by the ebbing waves). A thunderstorm…

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Brown in Beirut: Back2Roots – Day 5 – In the Ghetto

Brown in Beirut: Back2Roots – Day 5 – In the Ghetto

Beirut, Middle East, Theatre, Writing

I smell like basterma. More on that later. You will notice there was no update for Day 4. And there shan’t be. The city took it’s toll on me and…

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Brown in Beirut: Back2Roots – Day 3 – Epigenetic Existensialism

Brown in Beirut: Back2Roots – Day 3 – Epigenetic Existensialism

Beirut, Middle East, Plays, Theatre, Writing

This post, and the accompanying video, are coming late because last night my wifi connection dropped completely. Seems my AirBnB host doesn’t have unlimited wifi (note: check on this for…

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Refugee. Immigrant. Polyglot. Wordsmith. Overwrought Playwright. Artist of Colour. Overly Educated. Underly paid. Challenging Dominant Culture Paradigms. Involuntary Nomad. Always Looking for ‘Home’. All Words My Own. All Thoughts My Own.  Smorgasbord of Logorrheic Madness.

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