Concrete Sponge(spoken word)

I imagine that the last breath that escapes my chest would be produced from a bullet. Not from me protecting my family from an intruder or being caught in the crossfire of a deranged active shooter. But just because I am. Because I exist in this shade of skin I am at risk. Several fragments […]

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Inevitable Attrition

I crippled you the last time you tried to infiltrate my mind. Though I may have lost my connection to the 8 moons of Africa. My race hears me while your’s fears me. Guilty bystanders as they lay their shifting eyes on┬ámy vessel. I wrestle with demons created of my own short-comings as well as […]

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Black IT Guy (Cubicle) [repost]

Difficult. The position that I’m in. As I sit at my desk inside my cubicle. The glare from the monitor cascading off of my keyboard. I feel helpless. Or better yet selfish. Reading articles of injustice and legal murder against those of my.. race. People who I share a common descent with. My eyes water. […]

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It’s A Different Light

I want something to show us in a different light. Show us falling in love without the help of some divine intervention. Show us hate someone without the connotation that we can’t be upset without being violent. It’s hard to watch movies, TV shows, and read any kind of fictional literature. It feels as if […]

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