Teshone JonesWaiting for RainMy heart struggled to match the rhythm of your shallow breathFeb 27, 2017Feb 27, 2017
Teshone JonesBlooming under other suns: Letters to my niece on our Black HistoryDearest Rashell, I write to you from the couch in my little apartment on Alice St. in Oakland, California. The light fading from my window…Jan 31, 2017Jan 31, 2017
Teshone JonesFor those of us who are “timesick” onlyJust the other day, the ongoing battle with my not so hip Motorola phone ended.Aug 29, 20161Aug 29, 20161
Teshone JonesAfraid of the NightWhen the last ray of sun kisses the horizon and the sparrow’s tune is silenced;Apr 30, 2016Apr 30, 2016
Teshone JonesLamentations.I lay on the makeshift black futon, lingering somewhere between my dreams and a new day.Apr 13, 2016Apr 13, 2016
Teshone JonesDinner PartnersA few weeks ago, after working late I was starving, so I stopped at Chipotle on my way home.Apr 12, 2016Apr 12, 2016