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"it ain't a stain on me nigga, my daddy raised me a prophet."

All we wanna do is break the chains off, all we wanna do is break the chains off. All we wanna do is be free, all we wanna do is be free

—J. Cole (via dreamvilliansnation)

alternate names for black boys
by Danez Smith


1. smoke above the burning bush
2. archnemesis of summer night
3. first son of soil
4. coal awaiting spark & wind
5. guilty until proven dead
6. oil heavy starlight
7. monster until proven ghost
8. gone
9. phoenix who forgets to un-ash
10. going, going, gone
11. gods of shovels & black veils
12. what once passed for kindling
13. fireworks at dawn
14. brilliant, shadow hued coral
15. (I thought to leave this blank
but who am I to name us nothing?)
16. prayer who learned to bite & sprint
17. a mother’s joy & clutched breath

As the world watched the tumultuous events in Ferguson, Mo., over the last week, a new hashtag was born: #IfTheyGunnedMeDown. The meme was photographic: what images would the media use if I died? But the question, at its heart, was one of naming.

Kid or criminal? Victim or threat? Brother, son, friend — or thug? One of us, or other?

Danez Smith grapples with the power of naming, and the powerlessness of being named, in this poem. Poetry Magazine tweeted it out earlier today, and I haven’t stopped thinking about it since.

— Camila

(via nprbooks)

(via nprbooks)

entertainmentweekly:

See a moving Robin Williams salute from a Boston fan drawn at the bench from that pivotal scene in Good Will Hunting here

'You've got to be crazy. It's too late to be sane, too late. You've got to go full tilt bozo cause you're only given a little spark of madness and if you lose that, you're nothing.' -R. Williams

—(via frankocean)