Law school has a way of changing people,
to conditions precedent,
precedences of professionalism
that uphold a legal and political
infrastructure that depress the
ability of those criminalized
to rise above the
prejudicial gravity of the
With that in mind, it has become abundantly clear that I must let my dreams
Infernos to wheat, they cut through the chafe and leave the structures of fuckery bare.
These are what my dreams do.
Dreams of freedom.
Dreams of liberation.
Dreams of love.
Free people of color.
People of Color.
I pull Assata, Baldwin, Essex Hemphill, Derek Bell and recent ancestors close to my soul,
praying that my sole purpose will be gain, enjoy and unleash freedom.
To claim the humanity and maintain the humanity of our complexities but
never to prove it. There is nothing to prove.
No authority to prove it to.
No interest convergence.
No bowing to white supremacist
Infernos of Radical Love.
That burning Bush that speaks within.