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I Don’t All The Time Feel Black Enough
This is my face. I look brown, but I don’t all the time look “Black”, and this is always evident to me, but especially so when I am surrounded by Black women, which is rare. Learning to love yourself after everything I’ve been through is really difficult, but it would be a lot easier if…
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Two Down One To Go: Fight For Breonna Taylor
“If we do not fight as hard for Breonna Taylor as we do for George Floyd than what are we fighting for?” Devon J Hall Shortly after midnight on March 13, Louisville police, executing a search warrant, used a battering ram to crash into the apartment of Breonna Taylor, a 26-year-old African-American emergency room technician.…
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I Can Get Stoned as Fuck, But I Just Can’t Get Drunk…
Maybe it’s because the drinking phase of my life is out of my system, but I can’t stand the idea of letting myself have more than one or two drinks at maximum. I absolutely refuse to drink with men, period. That won’t happen again. Maybe it’s because of my past experience or maybe it’s because…
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I’m Just A Stoner With A Keyboard
It feels arrogant to call myself a Teacher, but that’s a word other people have used. I don’t know if it’s true, because I don’t really feel like I am “teaching” anything important. All I am doing is sharing my experience, maybe that’s enough, I’m not sure, the point is that I am no Guru.…
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So That’s How I Feel About All This..
I can’t tell you how often I have looked at my life and felt completely alone. I feel alone right now, for a lot of reasons, a lot of emotional heart breaking reasons that have more to do with my own personal past than anything else. I am trying to avoid all conversation about George…
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Black Lives Matter
It took awhile for me to realize how important that phrase is. Not as a movement, not as an argument but as a stand alone phrase. Black Lives Matter As much as any life matters, not more than, but just as much, equally as that of our White, Latinax, Chinese, Asian, Jewish human brothers and…
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Someone In My Life Is Full Of Shit…
Dear Wannabe Oprah, someone in my life is full of shit and I am not sure how to get it through their heads that it’s okay to let it be sometimes. That it doesn’t always have to be about them, that they don’t have to be the center of attention at all times. I am…
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Don’t Call The Cops…I’m Loud Not Dangerous
I thought, for a moment, that I might die in Police custody, and the cops who arrested me were a hell of a lot kinder than the cops who arrested George Floyd. I was scared and panicked, and while they yelled at me and kicked at me a bit, they didn’t try to kill me.…
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1000 Hours….1000 Letters
I’ve written one thousand letters in the last two years. But I am no expert. Writing, much like anything in this world, is a craft, one that must be perfected over many decades, before it can be called perfect…if at all. There are few books that could be called “perfect”, Frankenstein and Dracula come to…
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Please Don’t Send Me Back There…
WARNING: THIS POST CONTAINS TRIGGERS, PLEASE BE CAREFUL BEFORE READING. That’s what I ended up crying out during meditation today. I know exactly what moment it was, it was the moment I was raped from behind. I know exactly who, I’ve already said his name on this blog before, but there’s no point in dragging…
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I Don’t All The Time Learn My Lesson
I’ve always been the kind of person to do things my way, even if and largely when, they got me into trouble. That was probably because a lot of people gave up on me pretty early in life, they figured I was just a Black kid with a single mom who didn’t matter as much,…
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I Don’t Want To Run Away…
I don’t want to run from my problems. I never really did, I didn’t quite have a choice, I just kind of got used to pretending that bad shit wasn’t happening because it was easier. I am so different from that girl who would “forget” she’d just been raped. I remember promising to leave a…
Loud Mouth Brown Girl 
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