The Vaccine
Doesn’t matter who was right as much as it mattered who survived the COVID-19. Call is PSYOPS, call it Thanos vs. Apocalypse.
Shortest Blog Ever
What’s your home decoration style? My decor style is my wife! I stay out of her way!
Forever Lyrics
What’s a song lyric that has stuck with you forever? Too many to name but this round of my memory …
A Platinum Single
What’s your biggest dream? Biggest dream is that people supported my music and my new spoken word release on mental …
Jack Bauer’s 24 Hour Diner
If you could have dinner with any fictional character, who would it be? I would chop it up with Jack …
A Journey of Self Expression
In My VeinsA spoken word piece on mental health, men, struggle, and sharing. In My Veins is more than a …
Colleagues | Almost Drama
What’s the funniest misunderstanding you’ve ever been part of? I have a tendency to talk fast. I asked a colleague …
Black Self-Hatred in the Name of Religion
Black Christians who lean Democratic are often treated like they are not Christians at all.
Truth & Treason
It has become increasingly difficult to accept modern films or biographies at face value, especially those described as based on …
Piercing The Darkness (lost archive)
Living in Volatile Times The times we live in are strange, volatile, and dangerous. Every generation has faced turmoil, from …
Cracked Mirror: A Broken America
Charlie Kirk was murdered in broad daylight
That’s not Republican or Democratic, it’s evil
And I can have empathy for one who didn’t believe in empathy
Because the day I don’t, I fear that I will become an empty me
Our Country, ‘This OHHH Thee…
As a child, watching Schoolhouse Rock, The Great American Melting Pot was a song I enjoyed every Saturday morning. It affirmed that diversity strengthens us despite everything Americans have been through. Whether our ancestors purchased a boat ticket to come here, were forcibly dragged here and enslaved under inhumane conditions, or were forced off their land down the Trail of Tears, we survived, stayed, and remained.
It Begins
Say whatever you want about the President-Elect; he’s a marketing genius, and I stand by that. You can hate and ridicule me, but truth is truth. How else could a celebrity come in and take this nation by storm once again?
Forest
The trees give me oxygen, branches close in
Brisk
I saw a Fall breeze sweep a leaf into the airWatched it tossed to and fro aimlesslyThen it smiled, said …
Crevices
Fans the flame of regret, what could have been
VP Harris: The Struggle for Black Male Support
It’s a hard place because, for them, you’re not Black enough; you married someone white
You fell in love, not with a color, but with who for you was right
They say you’re not Black Black, a chameleon, when it is necessary
Maybe had you sat down with Ice Cube, opinions would vary
Knowing Her: Ruth E. George
As I pass by the memorial outside the SEO building, I offer a silent greeting to Ruth, wishing her a good morning or goodnight, knowing she can’t hear me but hoping somehow the sentiment reaches her.
A Moment of Transparency
My relationship with my mom is complicated, intricate, and I still show up when I am able. I don’t spend a lot of time talking about others household because my