I Found Home in the Trees

I Found Home in the Trees

I loved my Blackness, but I didn’t even know what it was. I had no community, no place, no space, no area where the big Black boy who loved the feeling of school pride but hated what school itself represented, who loved the meaning and heart of hip-hop, but whose awkwardness made him feel like a perpetrator, who wanted to take communion at church, but was afraid that “faith” would kill curiosity. My Blackness was lost, and needed a home. Continue reading I Found Home in the Trees