2 months.

I’m your biggest fan. And you ain’t no celebrity [yet], I still find myself waiting for you With a similar nonexistent promise that you’ll return anything back to me, I’m no convenient menagerie No pretty thing that waits for you behind glass of monogamy For everyone to see, For you to hold close to your…

When We’re Surrounded By Bad News

Changing my Facebook status from “single” to “In A Relationship” is the first step to a new love, in my opinion. I do this for a few reasons, one of them being that in an age of unprecedented instant gratification and access to anyone, anywhere, at any time, changing my status helps random men and…

Hot Hearted.

I’m the closest thing to a walking flame, I tell ya.     I was Born on Tuesday December 21 Which means two things 1. I always get cheated out of birthday presents   And 2. I’m a Sagittarius The fire sign Whether or not you believe in it I am suspiciously consistent in my arson of…

To Be Mulatto in Times of Black Death | Part One

When Jesse Williams accepted BET’s Humanitarian award, I wasn’t paying attention. Light-skinned activists aren’t an endangered species, so why should I stop what I’m doing to listen to another light-skinned male tell a group full of variously hued Black folks his vision for our liberation? My President is Black, and I certainly haven’t listened to…

It Happened During Pride Month: Art, Leadership, and Orlando, FL

Last night, I attended Rock the Block’s afterparty featuring Dead Prez, Bedrock: The Foundation, March Forth Productions, The Great Ones,  Dayz, and Spoken Word Artist Azizi Jasper at Linc. While the event was amazing, unfortunately my attention was focused on something I saw earlier on social media. This public post came from an artist in the local…