The Lonely Hour

I know it’ll pass but the lonely is strong when I don’t want to cry into my pillow, filling it with my hurt because I want to be held. When I want to cry into a chest more resilient than mine in the moment. To be pulled in tighter than I can hug myself. The … Continue reading The Lonely Hour →

Overthinking

I’ve been struggling lately. This is what has come from that struggle so far. I’m a work in progress. Healing takes time. 💜

Love

I love him.

Wakanda Forever

...I'd rather die with my ancestors in the ocean because they knew death was better than bondage...
---Killmonger

We Know

We know your thinking holds consequences and it tries to bury our truths but our truths are seeds and will always bear fruit.

The Case For Reparations: My Thoughts

Blacks are still looked at as profits in some cases and not people.