Dedication

This blog is dedicated to the ingenious, the inspiring, the indomitable, Boosie.

It goes without saying that I wish we had more time together, but it can’t be understated how fortunate it is to only have good memories of someone. I wish I had more time to tell you how much I admire your work, how much I love your stories. I wish we’d talked about our families in Mississippi and tried to figure out if our roots tangled there somewhere. If only we’d had one more day. Nigga, you were supposed to read the first draft of my screenplay! So if it sucks, I’m blaming you. Just kidding – if I finish it at all it will be because you gave me the push I needed at just the right time. Hell, I wouldn’t have had the courage to keep this blog going if it weren’t for you. You inspired me, supported me, and encouraged me endlessly. Thank you for the hype!!! On my most difficult days, I think of what you might say to me. Something with the perfect balance of compassion and a kick in the ass. You had a way of making me feel like my injustices were your injustices too and that if anyone ever had me fucked up, they had you fucked up too. And I know I’m not the only one who felt that way. Real Family. The last day we spoke was Juneeteenth and I live every day with the bittersweet heartache that our final exchange was one of joy and love and celebration of our black existence and our black voices. With you in mind I’ll keep sharing my story, I’ll keep believing in me the way you believed in me, and I’ll keep fighting for Us as hard as you fought for Us. I hope I do you justice. Rest In Power.

Our friend Boosie passed unexpectedly in June 2020 and the world has been a little dimmer ever since.