From a poet, to the people. Poetry, Essays, Books & Consciousness.
2017 came with such a boatload of blessings for me: Graduated High School with over 400 hours of service Started my blog AfroetryWorks.com Started my journey as an undergraduate student at Howard University Accepted as a Bison STEM Scholar became apart of a STEM family Met some incredible people at Howard University Won Gold for Poetry Written at […]
INTRODUCTION: I am doing this more for myself than for this English assignment. Having a moment like this where one is in conversation with themselves and examining every part of them is important. If you already know me, you are already aware of my passion for books and poetry. But how does this come into […]
A brief and comprehensive review of Toni Morrison’s “The Origin of Others”
When I was little I remember this song playing around local beauty shops, and corner stores in D.C when I used to go out with my mother and my aunties. Keep on Moving by Soul II Soul is soo nostalgic and the phrase “Yellow is the color of sunrays” was my favorite part of the […]
Two friends and I went to the D.C Arts Festival and I made it a task to write one poem for every place we stopped. I included four of them below. “Unrelated” yet notable note: With D.C’s rapid gentrification, and despite the smiling faces, there existed such a tension while moving through the streets. While […]
This original piece is inspired by the poem “A Laying On of Hands” by Ntozake Shange, the last choreopoem segment of the play, “For Colored Girls Who Have Considered Suicide When the Rainbow is Enuf”.
Move-In day is literally just a few hours away and I cannot wait to meet and see everyone in HU’21. I mean yes our incoming class is ridiculously large and yes not everything is totally together…yet, but to think that for these next four years I will be constantly surrounded by black aspiring scientists, entrepreneurs, […]
A brief poetic description on my mind’s composition and nature.
A poem on resilience.
A brief review on James Baldwin’s “If Beale Street Could Talk”.
