I begin with my favourite piece of poetry.  Written by Harlem Renaissance poet Langston Hughes for Ferdinand Smith, a Jamaican sailor and his (alleged) lover. Like any good piece of art, I keep returning to it at various points in my life with a fresh set of eyes and a different perspective that never dulls…

Hey look! It’s a blog post. After leaving this site sitting for well over a year, I’ve decided to resume writing on it. I have no idea if this is the “cool” thing to do anymore, or if the youth today have redefined the act of writing as merely Snapchatting photos of genitalia to each…