Truth & Treason
It has become increasingly difficult to accept modern films or biographies at face value, especially those described as based on …
life
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
Resistance
Resistance is subtle. It will come in the appearance of those who support you
Empty Nest
Your mom called your name at home
Expecting you to reply
Forgetting that which came from her womb was away
I almost asked her when you were coming home
I caught myself daydreaming
A mirage of your essence lingers
Dad
Life came out today
In the worst way
Voice raised, daughter crying
Wife pleading
No heeding to anyone
Hit 100, wreckless, gone
Chest burning, on fire
Called by homie, got corrected
Sent text, got prayer
A Year Fallen
Now crimson ❄️ is this season
Wake Up
Black man, wake up bro I get it. You worked hard. You did you. Became the beast Worked your way …
A Kanyeversy (controversy: for the non hip-hop heads)
Praying for you, bro I don’t know your pain I don’t know your passion The profound loss of a mother …
Ghana Bound
Ghana is my first identity trip of Africa. I look forward to being intimate with Africa. I can’t wait to feel, touch, taste, smell, see, hear, and experience my first voyage home.
Missing Presidents (In Memory of Fernando Diaz)
Walking, briskly, thinking; tires screeching, window down, shots fired Chest burning, falling, hands, clutching, near heart, life, lights, flashing, brea…thing… …