Some days I feel like I will die for them. Some days, with them.

If you had the option to pray for me or fight with me, you better choose the fight.

I need my eulogy to look better than my resume. I'm living for that.

An HBCU that is not inherently revolutionary in 2016 is irrelevant.

An African American Studies class that is not inherently revolutionary in 2016 is irrelevant.

I am a descendent of a whole bunch of Black folk who couldn't be broken.

Autumn.

The grace in letting dead things fall.