Cocina De Soul

Storytelling is my way, my truth and my life’s passion. In fact, if it the human society would allow it, I would prefer the storytelling method. Basically, my life so far has been a series of shit stumps, with a couple of cake icing events sprinkled on top. So first big shit stump, my mother mysteriously dropped dead a couple of days ago. Tried to get my graphic novel published only to get rejected about twenty times. Maybe the insensitive troll(father) was right. Rewinding back, met bionic woman aka Chloe the mother of my blessed offspring. Our bliss catapulted when insensitive troll kicked me out of the house. His suspicions that I favored my own gender...da fuck, hell no. Hello, father of two. Anyway, guess he was looking for a son willing to conform to society’s fucked up standards of what it means to be a real man….. Well, that ain’t me.