This morning I woke up to multiple messages of folk checking in on me, saying they were thinking of George Floyd and wondering how I was doing, how I've been. I let the phone fall from my fingers, my thoughts mired in the space that for those who are not often in communication with me,… Continue reading A Requiem for Rest and Life
For Trayvon - I think I always start with you because your murder was the first time I had the responsibility of looking into the eyes of a younger generation, and try to find the words to make sense of the senseless. There were never the right words, the proper lesson to do that work, so… Continue reading Reflections on Commencement upon 5 years of Journeying and Writing
I can hear them From the first words I read Laughter high and smiles wide Weaving in and out of what they believe are safe streets Home And in the last seconds of hugs and kisses you don't know are the last you'll ever give Are the same seconds it takes for someone to end… Continue reading For Michelangelo and Makiah
