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Children’s Book Self-Publishing Fund

Children’s Book Self-Publishing Fund I’ve recently finished writing three children’s picture books exploring disability and I’m in search of funders to help with self-publishing. Through stories like, “Rissa and SuperDad” which describes a paralyzed father’s abilities in the eyes of his seven-year-old daughter, “Willie the Wheelchair” that tells the story of a wheelchair trying to [...]

Remembering Joey Cee

Somethings in life are seen as black-and-white You either shut up or get ready to put up a fight But you and I found ways to take another route Using basketball to see what life was all about Like when you’re on defense and life gets hard You need to stay on point and keep [...]

A New Mourning

Early morning August 12, 2002 We lost the Remon we once knew I’ve had 4 years to examine the damage To the point of now accepting this challenge So since I can’t change what happened in 2002 And I need y’all to accept these new challenges too   Footnote: With the exception of several deaths [...]

8/12/02

We figured why not? Only 6 hours away Man we can make it home before the afternoon, After our last night out in Montreal, learning French, and getting our grind on with all the la femmes, We agreed, that at 5am, we can make that drive to Mass, Shoot, we thought we were Supermen, Little [...]

I Am Not My Wheelchair

What do you see when you stare at a wheelchair? A physical prison nobody wants to live in It isn’t fair that some people try to compare When we all have a different life challenge to bear Besides the truth is a lot of people use this As a form of transportation to go, it [...]

Who’s Really Blind?

I’m not black, white, Latino, Native, Asian or Other I’m the unique combination of my father and Mother Too original to be placed in subliminal Categories trying to label me as the criminal You’ve heard his-story but you too can be a writer When you look inside of yourself to see the wealth And that’s [...]

KATRINA

Who knew the extent of the power she holds her elements so delicate until her fury unfolds she was born and raised in her own category underestimating her nature we heard her story