I Will Breathe After My Own Fashion

Leaning into Identity–a scarred child break- ing the bars of a colonial cage. Rage is temporary (sometimes). Pleasant, like Jill Scott singing about living a golden life or like Bobby Womack crooning–110th Streeton his mind. No mercy for leaderswho use power, like an eraser, jazz-like, scrubbing surfaces for definitions of power or splashes of theContinue reading “I Will Breathe After My Own Fashion”