Inspiration: Christian Campbell

I just saw a beautiful Black man speaking words stuffed in flakey layered history African diaspora from the southern enslaved islands now living in a Haitian man's city peeling back pain and truth and art the accent of people who spoke other languages before the colonial tongue revirberated the glass room with vibrations landing in my inner ear, my inner heart, my inner mind, my inner soul


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