If not us, then who?
If not now, then when?
– John Lewis
My late great grandmother, Grandma Maude, stood over 6 feet tall. She was a strong woman and spent a lot of her early life picking cotton on plantations in the delta, between Mississippi and Arkansas. Unfortunately, I don’t know much else of her story, but I will learn it. My great grandmother Maude raised anContinue reading “This Is My Story, but it Ain’t About Me (Part 1)”
I started writing a few months ago because I felt like I had more to say. I have a monkey brain that is constantly racing and adapting to the newest stimuli, and writing is a way for me to calm the storm. But suddenly, and not to my surprise, after a decent showing in theContinue reading “BlahblafuckinBlah”