plant kin / the first elders

no matter where we roam, land is constant. + seeds travel with us across borders + seas. whether cultivated by human hands, dropped by animal-kin or volunteering their growth, our plant kin + elders have many lessons to teach us, many stories to tell.

i ain’t gots to like you,
but i love you.

at the risk of y’all cussin’ me out + screaming “blasphemy!”, i gotta be honest… i don’t like okra. at all. but do i have to like it to love it?

nyam, yams.

thanks to Netflix’s High on the Hog we should all now be familiar: a yam ain’t a sweet potato. so you don’t have candied yams for Thanksgiving, you have candied sweet potatoes. but let me tell you. i will not be the one to correct the elders this holiday. pass me them damn yams!

whispers from the woods: plantlife, wildlife, blacklife

2020 was a difficult year for many. but it also brought me a blessing. i was among the first cohorts for now memories: spiritual anthology of black herbal wisdom. here’s what i learned, what the woods whispered.