The N-Word

The N Word The first time I asked someone to stop using the n-word, I was 12. I was asking my dad to not use that word anymore. He’d been speaking it with spit ever since I could remember. My parents and I had left a minor-league baseball game early in Tulsa, OK...

Inheritance

Inheritance I am a giant among none A revelry uncontained A watcher on the parapet I long to see a different future A vision to appear from the haze Step forward Stop hiding Reveal yourself A future among many A world without none I am the watcher patiently waiting...