The Revolution Will Be Written
No paper trail.No midwife’s mark.No certificate to prove the day. Just Marlboro County fields,tobacco barns breathing their smoke,and the cry of the first of twelve —a Black child under Jim Crow skies. If he went…
I never thought I’d be thankful that our washing machine broke. Truth be told, I hate laundromats. I’d rather walk barefoot down a gravel alley than sit under those flickering fluorescent lights, waiting for my…
The last few days my head has been a little muzzy; I’ve been in a weird place. At first, I thought it was just the constant barrage of ridiculous news cycles. I kept hearing a…
For the second year in a row, I made the pilgrimage to the Chosen Few Picnic & Festival. Last year I didn’t know what to expect—other than the music. House Music. The soundtrack of my…
Bunny Rabbits & Fireflies This morning, I sat on my deck and watched three bunnies nibble at the morning dew in the grass. Not for the first time, I noticed how many rabbits are out…
By definition, it’s just “the state or time of being a father.”But for me, it’s something deeper—one of the greatest joys a man can ever have. Like every Father’s Day, I find myself overwhelmed and…
I rose this morning smelling like smoke. But last night, I’d been cleansed. It was the fire, you see. Brothers around the flame. Our ancestors—Yoruba, Igbo, Fulani, and many others—shining through our lit faces. Kings.…
This Easter morning, I dropped Michelle and her mom off at Mass, then headed to church. Like most Easters in my life, I didn’t really want to go. The days of knowing what I’d wear…
Dear Momma, Happy 92nd Heavenly Birthday! I can always remember the number because you always told me you would always be 32 years older than me, usually when I was doing something stupid or against…
I love the Olympics! Since I was a kid, I’ve been fascinated by the spectacle of the opening ceremony, the pageantry of the nations, some I’d never heard of entering the arena to engage in…