Marie and Anthony’s son. Zavia and Tayvonne’s brother. Phylis’ grandbaby.
Quiet as kept, I was always getting into some type of trouble as a kid. I was too curious for my own good. But that’s a story for another time. My parents’ punishment: writing a one-page paper apologizing for my actions. Needless to say, I got pretty acquainted with those, and how to write with intention.
Years later, here I am. Still curious, still pursuing truth with my pen.