Between memoir and memory…

Research.

Live.

Pain.

Be pained.

Ensure.

Endure.

Slightly overcome.

Don’t over price your point.

“Nobody wanna hear what an intelligent black man gotta say. Not even the ones that made sure he hurt as a lil boy. Something beautiful is strikingly triggering, because that’s all the truth has ever been to me.” What more can we bloom from than the soil that has soul to nurture the broken?

Live.

Pain.

Be pained.

Ensure.

Endure.

Slightly overcome.

Don’t over price your point.

“Ain’t a damn thing change with you nigga you just know how to tell your story better. You know how to let it out, sissy boy. You know how to talk to much & call freedom on speed dial. You can’t be trusted with abuse. You don’t know how to keep hurt a secret. You know you run your mouth like a female?”

…Something had to be done.