*black metaphysics, or theory-in-mumble.
Hello Friends, They who hold me, they who know me, who read and console me. The friends who will understand why I wrote this, this way, who will understand why I smile in the day and cry throughout the night. They who listen to me as I listen to them. They who care. They who […]
Read More Questions for Friends // What happens on Earth, Stays on EarthEnduring just to say we’re enduring feeling the bruises on my skin I just want to relieve the torture I don’t know how all these things should end. Maybe that’s all that this is after all: trauma and bondage and joy maybe that’s all you can feel after all: just trauma and bondage and joy […]
Read More Anti-Poem(s)) These scars on our bodies are impossible. These scars that we carry can’t be. These scars that we share are impossible. These scars on our body can’t be. “These undecipherable markings on the captive body render a kind of hieroglyphics of the flesh whose severe disjunctures come to be hidden to the cultural […]
Read More prose on the (im)possibility of black love // the (im)possibility of black studyHummingbird Set to the tune of: https://marketsanddwellers.bandcamp.com/album/morning-rabbit-morning-cub
Read More HummingbirdThe first song I ever wrote was called, “I Wish I Was Home.” I had to be about five years old or so. The song was sung in the key of a Pop-R&B vibe, Usher was probably its subconscious subtext and I sung it for the first time as my Mom and Dad pulled away […]
Read More I Wish I Was HomeAnnabelle’s Eulogy: Letters of Love and Anguish
Read More Annabelle’s EulogyWhat moves the Nihilist moves the Lover nothing moves the Lover, and yet, the Nihilist is the Lover who denies that there is an existence of accessible transcendence for love and life to be situated upon. What moves the Nihilist moves the Lover, nothing moves the Nihilist; and yet, the Nihilist is the lover who […]
Read More Black and Meaningless: Anti-Liberation, Nihilism and Love