One of my favorite poems from my youth is the Langston Hughes classic that reads: What happens to a dream deferred?Does it dry upLike a raisin in the sun?Or fester like a sore–And then run?Does it stink like rotten meat?Or crust and sugar over–like a syrupy sweet?Maybe it just sagslike a heavy load.Or does it…
Month: June 2025
Freedom ain’t free
I prayed for freedom for twenty years, but received no answer until I prayed with my legs. – Frederick Douglass
Life is magical. Don’t miss it.
Magic isn’t the absence of mess. It’s what flickers in the middle of it.
Activate Your Community
It’s never too late to activate the community around you.
everyday fatherhood 