It was 2004. I was incarcerated in Wisconsin’s Dane County Jail. I had forged checks on the account of my seventy-year-old friend, Miss Milele Chikasa Anana, one of the most prominent, renowned, highly respected members of the African American community, Madison,...
As I sit here again, being the only person of color in the room, I tell myself WE are allowed here. WE are going to let our light shine wherever WE are. My critical parent showed up to tell us our lines aren't straight. And WE say... of course they aren't; we are...
I love listening to her heart beat,"Beat, beat""Beat", "beat"In my mother's wombFirst split,Second split,Ingesting her painFourth split,Eighth split A world full of possibilitiesI was chosen for herShe for ISixteenth split, thirty second split In my mother's womb, I...
I will not self-abandon.I will not lend my worth.I will not dance for you, but for me.I know peace is the answer. I will not succumb to oppression. I will not bow down to the white male. I will not forget my purpose on Earth. I will not be defined...
This song represents a time of darkness just before the dawn of my ACA recovery journey. Its meaning and feel have changed and grown from when I first wrote and recorded it. Over the nearly four years of my time in ACA, I have come back to it and listened with greater...
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