I’m Not Your Typical Art Critic and Black Wall Street is Not Your Typical Gallery.My Experience at “A Black Man Can”Dec 9, 2020Dec 9, 2020
Is Unconditional Love Innate or Earned?Flick on any screen and you’ll see, our country is completely divided. The tribalism seeps from politics into our conversations infecting…Nov 12, 2020Nov 12, 2020
This Bike is a Running River, Filled With Dangerous Beauty.With my feet at the edge, I anticipate the dive.Oct 8, 2020Oct 8, 2020
Undeniably Mine, Infinitely Present.I’ve been searching for something to hold on to in these gale force winds. Something that grounds me when the trees are shaking. Something…Aug 23, 2020Aug 23, 2020
The Ungrateful Uncertain MothI thought of the bulb, once, when the light had left. I wondered where it went. I wondered if it would come back. — Only once.Jul 27, 2020Jul 27, 2020
Who’s Worse, the Zombie or the Survivor?SPOILER: They’re the same and they’re just like youJul 11, 2020Jul 11, 2020
Coronavirus is our Blinding Radioactive WasteThree months ago I was frustrated by the state of the world. I was stagnated and filled with misplaced anger.Jun 24, 2020Jun 24, 2020
