We did not create our Blackness. It was imposed upon us . But we accepted it, and made it beautiful and now we love it. Why is it so hard for them to do the same? There is a part of me, underneath the indignation and the pride, beneath the bluster and … Continue reading Black boy, White Spaces: An Unfinished Poem
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
This is a poem I wrote about 6 years ago about my feelings on cultural appropriation set to a beat I made for it on acid pro. It is a recording of the poem previous called "blue-eyed sky."
Re-posted with the correct link now. To be honest. I'm geeking out a bit. I've wanted to set this poem to music since the moment I wrote it. It has taken me 7 years to have to time, energy, software and knowledge to make this and it may be the coolest thing I have ever … Continue reading South Side