Poundcake Proverbs

Southern Comfort

By: Ruby Woo

Country men always peaked her interest. It was the subtle things she noticed about them; Like the way they admired their women, to the way their bronzed sweaty skin glistened through the intense summer heat. It all worked for her.

Extending her hand she reached for his, “Oh, how rude of me, don’t believe we’ve met”, she uttered half jokingly, as her and her sister walked out of Kangaroo gas station. A little taken aback by her bold persona, a crescent snap shot of his pearly whites ignited her desire to get closer.

“Wat sup, shawty,”! “I see you aint from roun’ herre,” he played along.

Eager to dismiss the small talk, she responds, “Lets quit playing, why’d you want to meet at the gas station, you thought I was catfishin’ or nah”.

Her presence demanded attention and he loved her directness. All of this is what kept their conversations flowing. However, this is where the story began…..

—————————12 days prior——————————–

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Two Fingers cont….

By: Mackenzie

We were juniors in college, but Shanelle had her eye on this new freshman. He was cute. He had a baby face and was way too skinny for my liking, but Shanelle was never too picky when it came to guys. Let’s just say no one would ever call her a prude.

At the next party, Shanelle made sure to give the freshman special attention: Backing it up on him, put her legs around his waist, even bust into a split… By the end of the party, they were leaving together.

Usually, Shanelle would boast about her magical rounde vous the next day. She’d explain in detail every step of what happened. Shanelle’s stories could top any Zane book you’ve ever read, but this time, something was different.

Shanelle did not boast. She didn’t even mention the freshman, and it hadn’t even crossed my mind until we bumped into him in the cafeteria the next day. Realizing that she failed to share the scoop, I asked about her night. She nearly choked on her mashed potatoes, as she tried to get the courage to tell me.

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Serendipity

By: Bleu Grae’

Thirsty Thursdays were nights where you would find anybody who was somebody out and about. The campus grounds were filled with folks drinking, partying, socializing and dancing. Walking about the campus with friends, she spotted her secret crush. He looked as if he was coming from some sort of business trip based on how he was dressed. She instantly became delighted.

She contemplated on whether or not to show or tell him, how bad she wanted him. It was a challenge not to smile, whenever he participated during class, not to stare whenever he walked by, and not to prolong conversation during the few times they spoke. She was open, and he didn’t have a clue.

The brother had hundreds of female fans on campus. They adored everything about him. His presence was a popular demand.

As she approached him, strangely his face lit up with a smile. “Jesus,” she thought. They greeted each other casually, a simple hello… no embrace. “Wouldn’t expect to see you out here,” he said. She giggled briefly, “ What you mean! Where you coming from?”

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A blog collective full of bitter sweet nothings, angry anecdotes, and psalms of hope about dating men (from a woman’s perspective). Title Inspiration: line in Flawless Remix by Beyonce “You wish I was your poundcake” Isn’t that the goal :)?

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Teaser: Area Codes

By: Toni

Of course we all go to college to further our education. But there are other factors that come into play when one thinks of why they really attended college. One of the more important factors of going away to school, was to get the full college experience. She attended a HBCU hoping to get a feel of what ‘A Different World’ was like. The goal was to gain lifelong friends, connections, and last but definitely not least, the love of her life. She was searching for the Dwayne to her Whitley.

Finally the race took off. She dated a guy from Jersey, another from Florida, one from California, and attempted to date a dude from Philly. But after twenty minutes into their first phone conversation, there was no need for a date because the desire was gone. The Land of Fuck Boy and its descendants have migrated to other cities and were currently residing in Philly. She concluded that the epitome of Fuckboyizm lied in the streets of 215 the way this guy spoke so recklessly.

Of all four of the guys, she had her favorite, like most women do. Something about those southern men from Florida. The sunshine state that quickly ends with tragic sunsets, where feelings get crashed and burned. Most of their dates consisted of ordering pizza, watching movies and corny romantic long conversation (the fuck boy playguide: authentic and familiar). Florida had become her new favorite past time. Then on the fourth pizza night, conversation and movies were no longer interesting. He was ready to serve a sausage that was not included as one of the toppings on the pie!

Her hope to find true love in her college career was over. In that moment she realized ‘A Different World’ may actually just be a television show and the character of Dwayne is only fictional.

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Teaser: Love to Get Down

By: Zuri Lovelace

They ended up on the lowest level of the club. Arguably, but obviously, assisted by the liquor, she was pinned up against a body, vibing to the sounds of Top 40 and hip hop, with some old school gems thrown in. She was in her element! Now, she and her best friend Ciara dodged their fair share of men throughout the night; some old, some with no rhythm, some lame and some just plain unattractive. This was the only moment of the night, where there was someone she didn’t want to dodge!

She couldn’t even see him at first, because he came towards her from behind. She could just tell by the way he touched her that this… was….different. After catching a glimpse, this tall, caramel-complected man, appeared. He was lankier than she expected. Nonetheless, his face was chiseled. He was actually dressed like he wanted to make an impression. She would never expect a guy like him to even look her way, let alone approach her to dance. They moved in-sync through so many songs she lost count. With every song she began to get comfortable exploring his body with her hands. She let his face caress her neck. With the lights changing and the music booming, she never danced that way with anyone. Not even in the deepest corners of her fantasies. Suddenly, the “get your bags and your coats and get out of here” lights come on…

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Teaser: One Night Only

By: Gena

“I’ve been looking at you all night, waiting for you to join me for a drink at the bar. You ready?”

A mature, rather sexy man, took her hand and guided her to the bar. With being completely caught off guard, she stumbled on her drink order.

After ordering the drink, he leans towards her. “You grabbed my attention from the front door, I just had to know your name.” Already, she was wrapped up in his words, his sensual voice, and the smell of his cologne. After a couple gulps of the 1942 Don Julio, her mind spiraled into a daze, and all she could think about was their future together.

You know how we do! A few compliments turns into long walks on the beach, sunsets with clacking flutes full of champagne, all inclusive vacations, super bowl parties at your cousin’s house, couples dinners, themes for the wedding, and the stupid arguments that always leads to the best makeup sex ever! …She lost herself in the potential of everything he could be. Everything she wanted, but seemed like she’d never get.

She has an ugly cycle of bagging terrible, temporary and trashy men, who in her mind all had one thing in common… promise. That’s right this is your typical “any nice man could be the one” serial dater. The girl that doesn’t need the money, house, car, or clothes, so instead she constantly gets the open mindedness, the understanding, the low expectations humped out of her and left with absolutely nothing.

At this moment, all he asked was for her name. He could have gotten more than that. This encounter had been more effort than any man has shown lately. Attention. A compliment. A 20 dollar drink. ( Oh yes, the let me order something I never had swindle!) A warm smile. A little beyond basic human interaction that seems to hold so much weight in this dating era. In her mind, sex will more than likely be the bottom line. Why not kill all of the fake romance and make the first move to control the situation? Men have it so easy.

She smiled and told him her name. He had that glare in his eye. The kind of look where she’s imagining him imagining her blouse, tightly fitted jeans, new lace panties, and padded bra falling to the floor, in the middle of the bar, with all of these damn people. ( Yes movie scenes can be real!). He laughs, grins, then pulls her in to whisper, “I gotta have you”.

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Teaser: Two Fingers

By: Mackenzie

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Teaser: A G-mail Relationship.

Post author By PoundCake Proverbs
Post date February 22, 2016
1 Comment on Teaser: A G-mail Relationship.

By: Bleu Graé

She@gmail.com:

“Rumor has it that you wanted to know how I feel about you? …Ready???….Don’t judge me!!! …. Okay… [Deep Breath]… I like you a lot…. because….uhh…. Honestly, No one has ever treated me the way you do. Although I do not get my way all the time, you make me happy. Everybody notices it. It kinda scares me a little bit because I do not want to “fall” for any body.

My biggest fear is getting my heart broken. That hurts like hell and I do not know how to handle it very well. I may seem strong and all that good stuff but I have came a very long way to get to where I am. I promised myself that as long I could prevent it, I would not allow myself to fall like that again.

The only issue I have with you, is whether you are a blessing or a curse? I cannot tell yet…. I guess only time will tell. As a Christian, you know we are warned about being bamboozled by the enemy, which is another one of my fears. Have you ever set goals and promised to follow them and then one person just screwed you all up from achieving those goals (Oh yea u told me). Well, I just don’t want that to happen again, but so far I do not feel like you’re taking away from my positive activities. And I admire the fact that although you’re practicing this Muslim stuff, you respect my decision and did not disrespect my beliefs…. KUDDDDOOOOOSSSS!!! So that’s part of everything in a NUTSHELL…. Day 1.”

-Signing Out, Ms. Afraid

He@gmail.com:

“Ms. Pretty Face (sounds cheesy, but I could do that via e-mail) Where to start? I just finished re-reading your e-mail for the 3rd time, and each time I read it, I become overcome with glee (don’t ask me why). My “issue” with you is what your intentions are. I have been in situations where I put myself out there only to have my feelings placed aside, or to have my heart broken. You told me you’re a flirt, and I’m still unsure whether or not you are talking to other men. You tell me you aren’t, but my instincts are telling me you are. IDK. I guess as time progresses I will catch a feel for your intentions etc.

One thing I came to learn/ understand is that there isn’t anything wrong with falling fast. I would rather fall too fast then to not fall at all, or fall to slowly. Because when people fall fast, that indicates that chemistry is there. I’m sure you’ve met men who after holding conversation with slowly dislike them because there isn’t chemistry. You said you like me a lot, and regardless of if I say it or not, I like you a lot as well. I think we have potential to take over the world, of course with one day at a time. I think anyone is capable of having their heart broken, but I think if the fear lingers then it can be harder for the next person, especially if HIS intentions aren’t to break YOUR heart (also known as baggage).

Actually, with the fear of having your heart broken you subconsciously refrain from the present and/or giving your all. One thing u should come to notice is that I’m not like other men… I like different things, I do different things, I say different things, and most importantly I’m not like you’re past men.”

– BIG DADDY (LOL)

She@gmail.com:

“Sunday was a beautiful day for us. We laughed and joked and enjoyed one another company…. just overall awesome. Today, however, was horrible. What you did could have…”