What difference do it make if the thing you scared of is real or not?

Who's Got Game? The Ant or the Grasshopper? The Lion or the Mouse? Poppy or the Snake?

The pieces I am, she gather them and gave them back to me in all the right order.

Black boys became criminalized. I was in constant dread for their lives, because they were targets everywhere. They still are.

At some point in life the world's beauty becomes enough. You don't need to photograph, paint or even remember it. It is enough.

If you can't count, they can cheat you. If you can't read, they can beat you.

Black people are victims of an enormous amount of violence. None of those things can take place without the complicity of the people who run the schools and the city.