The past couple of weeks have been one of the toughest stretches of time for me, mentally and physically, in recent memory
Tag: Black
A Knife in My Back
If you stick a knife in my back nine inches and pull it out six inches, there’s no progress. If you pull it all the way out that’s not progress. Progress is healing the wound that the blow made. And they haven’t even pulled the knife out much less heal the wound. They won’t even… Continue reading A Knife in My Back
The Only Black Boy in the Room
As you scan the rows and aisles,through a sea ofmostly white faces,your eyes brighten up. You spot a brother. And as you lock eyes with him,you instantly feel what youcan only describe askinship.You both give the nod,and smile.This semester, you won’t bethe only black boyin the room.
Kindred & Children of Blood and Bone
I assume, due to the spread of the novel coronavirus and the self-isolation mandates that have been put in place worldwide, that most of us have spent the last month or so in our homes. For many people, it has been a boring and/or aggravating time. For some (like me), it has been incredibly busy.… Continue reading Kindred & Children of Blood and Bone
Reading Update
A month ago, I wrote a little bit about how I got back into reading books -- non-academic, non-religious books -- after what seems like a decade-long hiatus. After a conversation with friends, and having just put music journalism on hold, I felt inspired to pick back up the hobby I put down many years… Continue reading Reading Update
Who gave you a pass to critique Black art?
Billie Eilish's recent comments about hip-hop were disappointing, but not surprising.
“We are all Human” …but what does that mean?
Recently, I was having a conversation with both my brother and a very close mutual friend of ours who we've known since we were children. We had a conversation about our personal growths since our high school days (we attended the same high school) and I began telling them about my journey through self-hate and… Continue reading “We are all Human” …but what does that mean?
Music for your Black History Month
A few songs to help soundtrack your Black History Month
“We Must Love Each Other and Protect Each Other”: The Beauty of Black Solidarity
During my junior year of college, I joined a few Black/African organizations on campus; one of the orgs that I joined was the university’s chapter of the NAACP. At the conclusion of our first meeting, we practiced one of the club's traditions: the students form a large circle, hold hands, and chant the following Assata… Continue reading “We Must Love Each Other and Protect Each Other”: The Beauty of Black Solidarity
Embrace Your Beautiful Name
“Do not ever erase those identifiers that are held in you…it was given to you at birth and it is yours to own.” —Uzoamaka Aduba I have a European first name and a Nigerian middle and last name. For most of my adolescence I dreaded telling people my middle name It’s not even that my… Continue reading Embrace Your Beautiful Name
Black Spasmodic 