Dear Blackboy

Back in 2012, I wrote a Dear John letter to the brothers. My relationships with the Johns in my life were (and will always be I suppose) evolving, transitioning, ending. I'm a stubborn one, but my ideas and opinions evolve, transition, end too. So it is with the Dear John letter. I realized the change [...]

If you have ever loved a black boy

boy /boi/ n. human male child I was probably in 7th grade, crushing on one or many, the first time I felt real tears for a black boy.  One I didn't know and because the evening news reported I never would.  My friend told me we were not connected; that there would be others to [...]