Category: culture

Emancipation

I grew up in my mind. It was where I was safe. It was where I was free. Not bound by the burden of multiple Mothers. Not bound by the burden of stray bullets. Not bound by the burden of being myself. In my mind, I am a king. A queen. A jester. A thorned rose. Yet, in my heart, i am picturesque, free … Read More Emancipation

Trap House to White House

Are the Carters aspiring to be the first family? I think so.

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