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So much went on last week on satellite TV that I failed to mention
this griot piece of intentional release that I created with specific indention.

Starting with Cecil and Simmone:
Is the love really all gone?

I heard, via the clip that you two are mid-course
on severing the union; you’ve filed for divorce.

I’m sorry to hear that.
You are a positive picture in the Culture of Black.

This bodes for a more detail conversation. On this topic, I’ll be back…

Skirt It, Curtis!

Last week’s MARRIED TO MEDICINE was something indeed.
I heard about the verge in Jamaica, but how’s the Barbados’ weed?

I only ask because during Ep. 12 Island Fever we indeed flirted
with the idea that all is not completely understood with our beloved Curtis.

Besides inappropriately pulling Toya into his lap a couple of episodes back,
It seems the art of making up with his wife, properly –  may be a trait of lack.

I’m in your corner Curtis! I truly am. I want your union to work.
You made your point when you took a side joint out of being hurt.

Skirt It, Curtis! The world is watching. If you can hear me, you’ve got to back me!
Be informed young man, that which makes you taller than you stand –
Is indeed your wife; that woman named Jackie.

It’s a DETAIL THING, Dear Dr. Eugene

No this spoonful post is not a MARRIED TO MEDICINE read… well maybe it is. 🙂
Only because we as fans understand life is not all hype episodes and glitz.

We love your style and your Psychological capacity to affect the way that we feel,
but outside of the MD’s office, I need you to increase your standing appeal.

I offer the same advice to your lovely wife. She’s the wisest broad.
I’m pulling for her, she’s a proud skirt, but you knew that when you met Quad.

About a married man…

She calls you Petty Betty and then she completely commits to the part.
It’s clear the two of you are wounded. I suggest you search your hearts.

I suggest you both focus less on the show and more on you guys.
It’s the magic that you had prior to BRAVO that was good medicine to our eyes.

Don’t get caught up in the productions and bankable checks.
These are always staple ingredients for reality TV to relationship wreck.

At the end of the day, I love the production and each one of the cast.
I’m Qui
Weighing in, in hopes that the harmonious healing vibe will continue to last.

Collectively, you all yield us insight into life, love and a more fulfilled laugh.