I slipped out the house, successfully eluding the detection my parents who were snoring heavily in concert with the Sandman. I closed and locked the door with the velvet touch of a cat burglar, I gleefully hopped down the stairs and turned the corner with a sense of purpose and self-assurance, my shirt was crisplyContinue reading “The Youngblood Chronicles: Y’all gotta set a example – The Patterson Brothers”
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Introduction: The Square
“… Growing up in Chicago was a privilege …”
Walking into the arms of empowerment
So I walked…
Refinement to freedom
Shoving ourselves aside can be, dramatic
Extraction to sanity
Extraction at what cost?
Getting up – A poem for those who have fallen
There is no getting up without falling down.
Quitting hypocrisy to take on my promotion
We know who we are.
