Black Boy Joy
For so long we’ve taken pictures with blank expressions.Canvases waiting for the liberation of a smile. Hiding away as if smiling means being less than a man. Or not man […]
Birth of a Poem
When a thought is conceivedwe don’t always know whatit will grow up to be.Sometimes as thethought developsit can split into two,three, or more.Each one as importantas the beginning.Each one needing […]
The Brown Sugar Café 