Recently I was offered the position of Sales and Marketing Manager at Atlantis, Kerzner International [Nassau, Bahamas], an offer that was based on my experience, knowledge and enthusiasm—or so I thought. Imagine my utter horror, consternation, and disgust when I was later told that the offer had been rescinded because of my hair style: dreadlocks. I consider myself to be …
So much static in my brain: ‘Fuck off’ is what I just picked up
Dear Steele: I often have to remind myself you were a real person. Sometimes you feel like a dream, like a fantasy I got to try out, to try on. I want to write a story about Mr. Good Enough. He knocked on my door and I didn’t answer. I didn’t have faith. I was too busy looking for Mr. …
R. Kirk Steele Memorial Scholarship
Not long after the passing of our dear friend, R. Kirk Steele, the idea of a scholarship in his honour was bandied about. So as not to allow the concept to die after the moment had faded, a few individuals decided to start the process that would hopefully lead to establishing a scholarship at St. George’s College in September, 2009. …
I have a heart like Swiss cheese.
Dear Steele: I have a heart like Swiss cheese. Empty space in the hole you left, like the crater lake of the Taupo Volcano, surrounded by solid rock energy erupting with love for what my senses can still perceive. The doctor says the hole will get smaller over time, but it’ll never completely go away. I wonder what the hole …
Can I live with my sadness?
Dear Steele: If I were to go somewhere, or do something to take my sadness away, what would it cause? Would it cause me to give up my friend, to give in my piece of treasure? Would I stop writing you, talking to you, being comforted by you, kissing you? You weren’t mine to possess, so how could you be …