In college I considered myself something of an Afro Punk. I loved the style and spirit of punks, that ‘I AM GOING TO NAVIGATE THIS MY WAY AND DECIDE FOR MYSELF’ thing. The ‘Not going with society’s dictate on… [insert anything here].’

So I sought to befriend punks or any misfit bold enough to give society the proverbial flip.

I grew up within a family of critical thinkers and intellectuals, so I was raised with a habit of deconstructing it all. Didn’t find alot of that in my peers in the mid-west, where I moved as a teen. So by college, I was hungry for it. Punks were my perfect match every time.

So this is an ode to the continuation of that spirit…

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