In which a millennial black boy discovers the power of his thoughts and the impact of a pen. The consequences thereafter are devastating.
A collection of shitty poems and real life experiences narrated from the perspective of a charcoal dreamer.
If my hair surpasses half an inch, my school will not allow me to graduate.
Because short hair on young black men symbolizes wealth, education and civilization. You can tell all that by my hair.
Because our hair is rough, hard to deal with and unattractive. In today's age, the post pacification of the black race, hair is everything; just not ours.
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