Zay is an afro-latinx from Chicago. He's the creator of HereLiesZay.com and is a fluent speaker in Sarcasm and Brilliant Shit. When he's not joyously kicking down a kid's pillow fort, he is online trying to do the write thing.
I learned to be a father from what neither of my fathers were to me.
It all started that night at the roller rink when your mama met your daddy lookin' all fine in his kinda dry S-Curl while roller-dancing to “Saturday Love” by Alexander O’Neal & Cherrelle.
I've been asked a few times before if I had an alcohol problem. I suspect it’s because I joke a lot about drinking and getting fucked up and rave on and on about how awesome drunk sex is.
"We need to set standards for our own stories and arts and not look to whitewashed interpretations of our problems on film."
"I remember getting down and praying to God to forgive me for the spiritual search I was about to go on and to forgive me for all the times I ditched school to beat off to movies on the Playboy channel."
Personally, though, I think White people’s great contribution to civilization has to be their fearlessness in the face of cold-ass weather.