The Day My Mom Vanished

I was four years old when my mom vanished out of thin air one day. Both of my parents were high school dropouts and were involved in their second marriages. My father had already produced seven other children that he was [...]

BLACK LIVES MATTER IN PRISON TOO

America was built off of profits made from the stolen bodies and labor of African hostages—slaves. History teaches us that the trans-Atlantic slave trade was about economics. As was the civil war and Jim Crow.

Life As a Big Time Drug Dealer

When I was a big time drug dealer in the street, I had 2 cars, one motorcycle and about $27k cash and I was 21 yrs old. I owed no one a dime and I had $4,500 worth of music equipment in the truck of my car,

The Day Kool-Aid Almost Died

Kool-Aid reminded me a lot of an uncle I have: older, kind, but also large and gregarious. I used to walk laps around the yard with Kool-Aid, listening to him tell me about his daughter, him asking about my loved ones [...]