Black Women's Silence Has Never Gotten Us Free, Love. All of this talk about Jay-Z has, not surprisingly, made me feel some kind of way. I remember getting a call from my friend a few months ago, a Black woman, who lived in the New York at the time. She had been on my … Continue reading Black Men Are Only Good When We Are Exceptional…Or Dead.
We, beautifully flawed humans that can neither tolerate a world order that, in thinking we are worthy of its oppression, is beneath us nor wait idly by as it consumes itself, are headed towards the lands filled with the glorious black light of the power contained in the ocean of human imagination. We will not merely content ourselves to observe the effects of its absence.
He feels the pressure in the room build as he holds her gaze. Her clear dark amber eyes reminds him of the late afternoon sun breaking through storm clouds. He wants to say something. He wants to harness the courage of his younger self. He wants to push the moment over the edge. Saul wants to make the sky break open and rain. He wants so much but it’s been so long since he’s felt this way that he is unsure what to do next. “Can I kiss you?” She asks him.
Dear Jadie [and all the other Black girls growing up in a world that erases them and still expects them to carry a nation on their backs], Keep your head up. Keep your back straight. Keep your eyes open. You have your grandmother’s eyes and the world needs that light to guide it out of … Continue reading Letter to My Niece [and All the Black Girls Struggling in America]
*If you are looking for the speech I gave at Sixth and I please click here* I was reminded today that there is no cosmic scale weighing the oppression of Blacks in America. There is no ledger listing the wrongs that have been done to us. There is no mystic reckoning that will bring wholeness. … Continue reading An Argument for Operating with Love
This latest poem is less a poem and more a audio art experience? The Poem is called strip or remover of difficulties or the things they ask you to strip away. It's new, its different, it complex. Listen to it twice and let me know what you think! Strip away the paint and the decorations … Continue reading Strip
[Below is an unsent letter to every female friend I’ve been secretly in love with whom I sent really long e-mails to or hand written notes to after/before I went to college/when you were studying abroad/when I moved back to Falcon in 2008/when I moved to Colorado Springs in 2010/when you moved to a coastal … Continue reading Unsent Letter To All The Girls I’ve Loved