Trigger Warning!
This world is a fucked-up, traumatizing, and hateful place. I live in this world, and so my words, experiences, and thoughts are birthed from within it. Further, it should come to no surprise that this blog will detail many of these fucked-up things in graphic detail. Fortunately, resilience is what I do, and I try my hardest to ferment inspiration from the darkest parts of my life. It's time to confront, it's time to resist, and of course... it's time to win.

Friday, June 12, 2009

candy rocks

A young bee comes back from her first trip out. She's carrying very little pollen her first time back. Regardless, the other bees are never too busy to give her strokes in a congratulatory manner. They celebrate the occasion. She receives enough encouragement to continue on and eventually she is more than able to carry her own. This is the politics of honey making.

A young boy drops out of middle school to post up on the block. He comes back with a black eye and in the hole $50. But two weeks later, surviving the exchange of shots, that corner becomes his spot, and from there, he now slings rock. But with his brother in prison, dad never showing up for roll call, and mom hooked on what her son's booked on, alone, he learns to carry his own. This is the politics of money making.

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