Ok, while shaving my legs, this thought came to me. THERE IS A BLACK CULTURE, BUT WHAT HAS BEEN HAPPENING AND ALWAYS HAVE, IS THAT THE BLACK CULTURE HAVE BEEN SUFFERING FROM A MENTAL STATE OF MANIC DEPRESSION, A BIPOLAR STATE, IF YOU WILL. BECAUSE OF THIS CONDITION THE BLACK CULTURE HAS NOT BEEN ABLE […]
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What Is My Name
That’s not my name. What is my name? Well I tell you. They call me Janet simple enough, but it doesn’t feel right on my tongue. My name feels like it’s in my throat fighting to be pronounced- to be heard, to be seen, to fly and swirl on sweet breezes and north winds. Like […]
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My Fatherless Sons
my fatherless sons, my biggest fear is not being able to teach you the full definition of manhood. My fatherless sons, your examples of manhood have been: pimps, drug dealers, and gangster preachers that tongues are forked. My fatherless sons, no one knows more than me the embrassment of the breadlines and your friend deaths […]
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