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try not to stay glued to the TV and social media about the day’s events because simply put, I grow weary and have become wary of all of it. The criminalization of Blacks in America and outright police violence and murder of Black men, women, and children has become all too commonplace, some would even say ‘normal.’ Please do not categorize my response as one of complacency; it is not. I’ve simply chosen to Continue reading “A Return to ‘Normalcy’?”
Tag: self-preservation
From Whence the Rains Came
Last time I checked in, I Breathed. It’s 2 a.m., and I lie awake, restless, courtesy of a loud, rolling thunder, fretful lightning, and a steady downpour just outside my bedroom window. Mother Nature is anything but nurturing right now.
These early hours are particularly unsettling because I’m thinking about just how much growing up I’ve had to do. I’ve had to confront Continue reading “From Whence the Rains Came”
Life As An Art Form 