On a breezy night during the celebratory month of black excellence and history, a wonderful workshop is occurring in downtown Schenectady. William Rivas is sitting at the front desk of Urban Co-works at 433 State street on the 4th floor, graciously waiting for guests to arrive at this magical event. Cracking a million-dollar smile as
This is a tough conversation to have. Mothers are special people. They give you the gift of life, They teach you so much growing up and do it to the best of their knowledge. But so many of them, especially in the black and Latino community are toxic. they don’t give you a voice, are
My first memories of Kobe Bryant happened to be with my father. Kobe was his favorite player. I remember regular Saturdays and weekday evenings where I would sit with him during his free time and watch him play his NBA game on his PlayStation. These were possibly the most momentous times of my early life.
I hear this all the time. “black people don’t support black people”. “This is why we can’t ever move up.”And yes, I can agree to a certain extent. I understand how we as black people don’t support each other and live in this “crabs in a bucket type of world”. However, I’ve also experienced what
Trauma – A deeply depressing or disturbing experience Dealing with trauma is a job on its own. For black and brown folk especially in the inner cities, trauma is almost a norm. And it comes in a variety of forms. We are all subjected to some type of traumatic experience at a young age. I’m
image credit Cc Clutch points 2.0 We all have those moments. The rise and the fall. The high feelings of bliss that awaken in the waterfalls of pure water. Water that sustains our dopamine levels only for a few short moments. But when it drains we become susceptible to an egregious amount of pain that
As I sit and reflect on the year I’ve had, I honestly can say I’ve grown a lot, I’ve become more of the person I want to be and I’m proud of the man I’m becoming I’m very proud of myself The egregious amount of stress I’ve placed on me over the past year had
CC DAVID KOVALUK | ST. LOUIS PUBLIC RADIO 2.0 We are condemned to live in a hyper-violent environment riddled with the stench of poverty and desperation. Our days are plagued with peering over our shoulders and hoping that a stray piece of led doesn’t penetrate our heads in a gunfight because two Sams came to
I hope to see the days Where all the things we used to pray for Fade away and the silenced will see the praise they wished for unfaze and tangibly Be created in their favor I hope that the pain of those suppressed are addressed and we can no longer stress about who’s skin is
featured image credit to : CC Scott Garfitt/Shutterstock 2.0 Last weekend the world unfortunately lost another great young soul in the form of artist Juice WRLD. Reports from TMZ claim that the artist who turned 21 December 2nd, passed away after a seizure in Midway Airport in Chicago. One moment for the young beautiful soul…