Alyssa "Lefty" P.
28 year-old NuYoRican from Spanish Harlem who has a passion for writing, learning, achieving peace, faith, and empowering others. I've established a career as an educator and career counselor for over five years. Instagram: @alyssaleftyp
My Loss Story: It's Not "Goodbye," It's "I'll See You Later"
These days have been harder than any painful I’ve experienced in my 28 years of life. I wake up every day ready to approach life as if it were a brand new day, no matter how much these four walls that encompass the home I grew up in, the home I watched my dad’s life wither away in, stay the same.
Excerpt from It's Not That Serious
Excerpt from It’s Not That Serious (2018) my unpublished, debut fiction novel. Chapter II Not many people spoke to Danny while he was at work. He clocked in, did his job, did it well, and clocked out. Though he projected a warm energy that everyone (especially women) at his job gravitated towards, he was well respected and kept others at a slight distance. Danny boy did have, however, two close girl friends that he trusted dearly. One was Julie – a young, vivacious Korean American girl who was born into a family of wealthy and talented K-pop musicians. She was Danny’s “hype man,” and she always had endless stories for him of her turn up sessions on weekends. Whenever he felt like he needed an extra boost of self-confidence, Julie was his go-to chick. To left of him was Kareema, a beautiful, dark-skinned Jamaican woman in her early 30s who never married with a precious three-year-old son who Danny boy adored. He knew he could speak to Kareema about anything involving women if he couldn’t get to his wela.