"Brothers make the best friends"

May 3rd, '17 5:33pm

I'm guilty! Guilty of not showing enough compassion, guilty of not reading the news on your murder soon enough, guilty of not recognizing all of the other Black girls, boys, women and men that suffered the same fate as you, guilty of not writing this sooner, guilty of being caught up in my own life, guilty of not being conscious of the fact that my future daughter or son could too run into a privileged officer who is ready to fire his pistol without legitimate reasoning, guilty of not speaking up, guilty of not using my energy to spotlight the dire issues people with brown skin have suffered from for centuries and continue to be ostracized decades after slavery was abolished and officially got "equal rights" as U.S. citizens, guilty that I too urged my folks to let me party with my friends at the age of 15 and that despite what cruel happenings occurred in the world around us, I pleaded with them that I'd be okay, guilty that I wasn't always responsible when I was your age and yet you suffered the worst outcome while trying to have fun, guilty that your brothers and family lost their best friend to a system that doesn't care for our success, guilty that I can't hug and kiss my brothers and sister as I write this, guilty that change hasn't come and we've been hoping for a better day for far too long, guilty that I have failed you, Jordan Edwards.

Please forgive me....

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If you're reading this I'm finally at the right place in current time. Most people who know my background are aware that I've been writing for some time; this includes publication pieces, creative/meditative writing, and content strategy. The first of those I'm hardly ever reluctant to show. It's my portfolio essentially and there for the world to see. The pieces are unbiased or typically one-sided and carry straight-to-the-fact prose. Those articles and narratives have lent themselves to be samples I can show to media outlets and other employers to get my foot in the door. But there's more to me, more to my writing, more to my creativity. So because I have an affinity for traveling, reading/writing poetry, taking photographs and creating visual art, I've decided to share them with you in great detail. Some may connect with its contents, while others may not. I believe I'm finally okay with the latter, well at least ready to attempt to be. It takes heart to share yourself with the world. To be able to lend yourself to others and watch people cultivate opinions however they see fit. It's daunting... But I'm not asking for you or anyone else to take it easy on me. How you feel is how you feel, and I don't intend to sway you one way to another. I'm simply sharing my truth, my stories (fiction/non-fiction), my art, my life. Maybe one day I'll inspire you in some way.