It feels awkward, suspicious to be someone of few opinions.
I’m rebranding Crush-ball
Ever so slightly so that it barely matters
Don’t forget…
My Grandma has Dementia, but somehow that’s done nothing for my own memory.
RIP Elijah McClain
A fully alive, fully outstretched black person taking up as much space as they need is the most frightening black person, so be scary.
EU-ROPE-ING while Black: one story
They just watched us get darker and darker, welcoming in the deeper glow, disgusted. But what could they do?
Black Tragedy: One Familiar Story of Blackness
His story isn’t unique to him. The details may be, but the overall portrait of his circumstances lend themselves to the narratives of black people murdered by the streets all over.
FICTION UPDATE
I know there’s no fiction on here as of yet but it is coming!
Come Out Swinging: Boxing saves
A long read on boxing’s saviour role in the lives of London’s young boys from inside a local youth boxing club, written months before the world lost its head
Stories from the 22
Reflections from aged 22 on the eve of 23.
Let feelings be
It is just a feeling. But why do I do that with feelings? Feelings are not always thoughts, not always stories. They’re felt, sometimes that is all.
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