FICTION Children of hip-hop have no less than four names. I'm Sigers Steele when I write fiction.
The fiction is inventive. “All These Things I’ve Learned to Do” by Sigers Steele is an artful tale similar to that of a traveling medicine salesman, only this one sells pop psychology. “I am brilliant because I make all this shit up. All of it,” brags the narrator, before the tables are turned, and turned again, leaving one trying to weigh whether good or evil has been committed, and who has committed it.