This is a piece that speaks to the emotional fluidity of men. The inability to be emotionally transparent with your brother due misconstrued concepts of masculinity. This is a letter to black boys urging them to express their love for one another before its too late.

Black Boy

What a blessing you are

What a beauty you’ve become

How joyful you have grown to be

No soul should have to carry the weight you do

No body will train till grief becomes an unknown chemical to your body

And since Black boys don’t cry

They will have no choice but to cry when you’re dead

When the man made metal pierces through your skin