Frank Ocean Could Be My Father

My earliest memories of my father is of sweet times. He showered me with affection, gifts, and emotions that is important for a young boy’s growth. We cried, laughed and just enjoyed ourselves together. But as time went on, the relationship became distant. As I reached for him, often times he was nowhere to be…

Black Lives do, in fact, Matter

BLACK LIVES MATTER   Now that my bias is out of the way, we come to the subject at hand: Black Lives Matter. I read an interesting article on WordPress speaking on the BLM movement reaching the UK. The writer proceeds to discredit BLM some, states that the situation is not the same within the…

Blog Branding Goals

In our wildest dreams our blog would have at least two posts a week for the next month. While continuing to grow and push forward the change that we see. In our wildest dreams our blog would blow up but bigger than that we would have at least 100 views a day three months from…

What It Means To Be an Ally

The universe of Twitter is intriguing. The vast opinions, the outlets of all varieties, even the plethora of opinions. Twitter has it all. Lately, Twitter has been home for race relations. The whole world has but as an American, I’ve seen it much more here. Twitter defines that, Twitter is a microcosm of that. Twitter…

She Waited Just Long Enough

  This period in American history seems to be a song stuck on replay. Showings of police brutality, bigoted politicians, and American overseas threats it’s all too reminiscent of the late 1960s. In times like this, it’s important to find something to lean on, to listen to. For me, I found it in artist Noname…