Sometimes Pictures Lie

Unfiltered #throwbackthursday. This photo comes up on my Facebook memories every year and it always takes me back because this day was such a complicated day. I was out with friends and outwardly was having an awesome day but I was so depressed during this time. And this day internally was one of the lowestContinue reading “Sometimes Pictures Lie”

Keeping My Hands to Myself

All I think about is how much I want you to survive. When you were fourteen, I told you: You can be anything you want to be, just don’t be a statistic I told you: “We live on the wrong side of town and I know, they know Your name not because they want toContinue reading “Keeping My Hands to Myself”

REMEMBER THE GOOD…

Hello! It has been so long. Over a month in fact. I hope you’re all good. I won’t lie, the last month and a bit has been quite overwhelming between work and home and living. I’m sat in the office finalizing several things for a conference and it’s late. It’s been raining all day andContinue reading “REMEMBER THE GOOD…”

‘Everyday Something Has Tried to Kill Me…’

    It’s Black History Month in the UK! A month to celebrate, educate, uphold and cheer on the fact that black lives and black history matters. This whole month, many are celebrating all things about black history and I couldn’t let the chance pass me by to share some of my favourite poems fromContinue reading “‘Everyday Something Has Tried to Kill Me…’”

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