An Introduction To My Work
If you would’ve told me a year ago that I’d have amassed a decent body of poetry, as I have now, in little over a month, I’d probably look at you like you had two heads. I didn’t consider myself a poet until I thought I’d lost my voice — of which poetry helped me to rediscover.
Poetry makes me happy, and right now, it’s the voice that I want to speak through, to have my heart and mind be expressed, in my terms.
I’m a memoirist, writer of fiction and writer of short stories as well. Unpublished for now but stay tuned. In the spirit of WEOC’s #ThrowbackThursdays, I thought it’d be cool to make a few of my favorite pieces more accessible. All neat the tidy in one place, I present to you a few of my favorite pieces.
That One Black Kid
In honor of the elders who educated us at home, and the children who listened
Old McDonald’s Harm
When Black farmers are denied equity building government funds, that still aren’t enough.