Activism & JusticeDisability Grounding presentation
Disrupting Ableism with Artful Activism
Poets and activists Lateef McLeod and D.J. Savarese imagine a society led by people with disabilities and show how disabled communities are already building this world through creative forms of resistance.
The Politics of Disability: Intersection of Disability Justice and Social Ecology
A panel discussion on The Politics of Disability: Intersection of Disability Justice and Social Ecology at the 2019 annual gathering for the Institute for Social Ecology (ISE)
New poem: Who will protect the young black boys in the suburbs?
This is a poem I wrote after observing the Jordan Davis situation. Tell me what you think: Who will protect the young black boys in the suburbs? Who will protect us from you?You who fear us,because of our hoodies,our loud hip hop,our darker hue.Our brash bravadothat does not bow to your whim,your whip,your baton.Now our… Read More »
New poem: Father Maniba Shook My Hand
This is a poem I wrote to commemorate the extraordinary life of Nelson Mandela. I hope you will all like it: Father Madiba shook my hand He shook my hand, and as a nine-year-old boy ?my immature mind couldn’t fathom the rough surfaces that scraped and scabbed the hand I touched. This hand that held… Read More »
A new poem: Self-hatred
Here is a poem I recently wrote and performed at the Air Lounge last night. Stay tuned to when I perform at Air Lounge again: Self-hatred Why do you throw stones in your own reflection?Trying to straighten out naps.Squeeze noses down to size.Use cake soap to lighten skin complexionbetween Vybz Kartel and the late MJ.While… Read More »
New Poem: So much
This is a new poem that I wrote a few days ago. I hope you like it: So Much. So much is going on.The block is a scotching frying pan,Frying my brothers on the pavement.Our bodies are etched on the concrete,blood drenched as permanent ink.Chalk should not outline our death bedor a body bag… Read More »
New poem: When Death Comes
This is a new poem that I read at the Air Lounge this past Wednesday the 20th at the Air Lounge. Enjoy reading. When death comes. Hold me in the gaps between your ribs, tie me like sinew to your bone. Keep me clenched in your palms, and squeeze before I drain from you like… Read More »