Integration promised me: That I could have everything they had, If I wanted it bad enough. If I were willing to sell my ancestry at the price of assimilation, I too could inherit the Earth. I could become a ‘first’ and turn trauma into inspiration, If i had the looks, I could hold an Oscar […]
Soft brown eyes stare up from a glistening photograph, Pleading to recall the memories of a joyful simplicity long ago shelved and hidden. Young black boy: heart so steeped in love, face cloaked with hell. He is a danger to himself, for he believes that he belongs. Eyes still wide and bright, full with the […]
A shadow follows With every step I take. Wherever I walk, I carry my past And my present. The shadow follows, But if I’m not careful, it begins to lead. And I cannot recognize The hand in front of my face.
Love is not a drug, but a flame. Warming the frigid soul. Burning the eager hand.
America is an empty promise. Designed by eyes willfully blind. Built by lives forcefully bound. America has never absolved itself of the inconvenient past carved in blood and ink, Or of the shameful present created day after day. America cannot escape the self-constructed labyrinth of delusional exceptionalism, Convinced of its divine mandate and righteous fire. […]
How many have lost Lives and loves, to cloak white men’s Insecurities
For how long must you wear the mask until it melds to your face? Until forgetting you ever covered yourself? How long before you become something else entirely? Can the you that was ever return? Is the mask who you are or who you always have been?