#Thoughts – “How Am I Not Myself”

So I like random things; cartoons, video games, alcohol, organized databases… etc. In the resturaunt across the street from my office, there’s a converted cigarette machine (similar to soda machines, but they sold cigarettes… classic stuff) that sells small pieces of art for $5 a pop. Great idea. I support it and I’m trying to figure out how I can have some work available in it. 2 times now, I’ve bought earring from there and I love them. This time, I went for the beaded jewlery, and get a cool bit of flowers that I placed behind my ear.

A recent newcomer to the youth center, passes by me and makes a groaning sound. I inquire as to her reasoning, and she proceeds to point at my flower. I’m like oh, word. What’s wrong with it. She goes “why are you wearing something like that?” I reply, “because I’m a grown man and can do what I want.”

Sure, I could have been a bit more chill in my response, but it’s interesting to me that folks feel entitled to dictate anothers appearance or expression based on what their personal decision would be. Sure, she may have not worn a beaded set of small pink and purple flowers behind her ear, but for what reason shouldn’t I? Are they something pretty? Am I, a young man, not allowed be pretty or have something associated with pretty connected to me? Would it be ok if I were gay? If so, why? Is it more socially acceptable for me to wear something sexually explicit than something pretty?

I am one who feels I can express myself however I choose, but that expression doesnt represent my complete being. If you wear a school uniform, that school doesnt define who you are. It just brings attention to your attending school, or that you like khakis and light blue shirts, or that it was laundry day…

It could honestly mean anything. People will take what they see and attach whatever message to it. The question is “how do you define yourself”.

This may be a cop out, but i define myself as me. Im a father, but thats not my complete being. Im always a father, but im always human, im always a poet, im always a business owner, etc. (Thanks for the support btw) I have qualities similar to others, but no one is exactly like me, and vice-versa. I am me whether in trippwear pants or a pencil skirt. I’m me with hair extensions, my fro, cornrows or locs.

If we strive to be more of ourselves everyday, we will see an overall happier community. At least that’s what I think.

What do you think? Hit the comment section and sound off with your opinion!

Peace and safety,
-Dwayne B!

#thoughts – Off Work, On Grind

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So I’m djing the wedding of 2 of my friends today! Meilani and Slyce have been dating for a while and its a beautiful thing to see my friends throwing rings on.

The list they gave me to base my tracks on are fun too. Here’s a taste of the variety:

International Players Anthem
Get Down On It
You And I (Stevie Wonder)
My Hitta

Good times indeed. But I’m also still crocheting stuff… I may be “off work” today, but that only means more time for my grinds. That’s what #infinigrind is all about. Work hard, create time to make your other passions happen, and enjoy the process…

Welp… back to crochet on my bus ride.

Much love, peace and safety!
-Dwayne B!

#throwback: On The Forth Of July

Originally posted: July 8th 08

Ok so its been almost a week… and the smoke has began to clear from the haze that was the forth of July.

I find it interesting that folk celebrate this holiday. I mean, sure the US was made an independent land on this day long, long ago… but is that really a reason to celebrate. I don’t think that shooting pyrotechnics into the sky is a proper means to celebrate such an occasion. How about enjoying some of those civil liberties that we are supposed to have, like walking up and freely speaking with someone of another race and/or creed, or further more, hold a protest against something that you feel is fundamentally wrong. (for instance the DC gun ban being lifted)

I myself can’t really rally behind it because back when America was “liberated” I would have been out in a field getting somebodies crops in order. Now wheres the rocket the displays that message when it explodes…. oh, they wouldn’t have that one on the mall.

Its frightening that we celebrate our “independence day” by setting off things that sound like “bombs bursting in air”. I cant tell if they are fireworks or if we are under attack. I guess when i was younger i lived in a more innocent age and everything was all good. but now….. fuck that…… bammas got guns, and all of it sounds alike to me…. ok… I’m off my soapbox…. for now.

Peace and safety,
-Dwayne B

PS: I cant’ complain too much tho. I worked on July forth and gladly received my holiday pay!

#poems – In A Grand Way

She wakes up to laughter.

Her little boy’s little boy trying to play with daddy’s hair.

With that toddlers every chuckle, she feels the joy of

being a successful mom.

Forgets the sun setting on tarnished relationships,

and basks in the sunrise of her little boy growing up.

 

She wakes up to tears.

Her little boy’s little boy is potty training.

Bathroom covered in streams of yellow.

Even in the cleanup she smiles.

Because when you cherish the things you take for granted,

Dirty diapers become Picassos;

The type of thing you can appreciate with your eyes closed.

 

She wakes up to silence.

Her little boy’s little boy is sleeping.

Her little boys a grown man now.

Her job as mother has been promoted in a grand way.

Now she can finally go back to sleep without being bothered.

 

Peace beautiful people!

Dwayne B here. Just wanna show love for all the support and action I’ve been getting on the website as of late.

Folks are always looking for an outlet; safe place to express and feel free. Many have found the internet to be that place, but as time goes, the internet seems to be a more hostile place to share.

The fact that I can be free and express myself and support the artist I love and get the type of support I’ve been receiving… that means the world to me.

So with that, thank you. If you want more poetry here, let me know. You want more crochet, let me know. You want more info on the infinigrind family, let me know. I want this to be a conversation; a place to build the collaborations and support when need.

I love all y’all.

-Dwayne B! Bka the crochet kingpin.image

#Events – Imani Cezanne Features at Busboys and Poets –

If you don’t know, I host poetry events in DC. I like to think they are pretty good. World-class spoken word performance combined with a trippy little host. This week I host my monthly set at Busboys and Poets 5k and the feature is the amazing Imani Cezanne!

Check out this video of her work! then come see here at Busboys and Poets!


What are you doing Thursday? It should involve Spit Dat DC because its the book release celebration for Roscoe Burnems!!!

 

Don’t know who he is? Check out this video of his work and join us at Spit Dat!

To hear what he’s cooking up and pick up a copy of his new book, join us at Spit Dat on Thursday at 8:30pm

 

Come out and kick it with me this week! Peace and safety!

-Dwayne

#poems: How To Zombify A “Good Girl”

Be “perfect”

When she calls, answer on the first ring;

Don’t hang up until you’ve denounced all the crazy co-workers and

repented for every bad thing men have ever done.

Be manhood’s martyr.

Die in her eyes and watch her melt.

She will want to kiss you goodbye;

Don’t.

She will flutter out of her cocoon for you.

Clothing splayed along carpet;

Fabric chrysalis shells leading you to your butterfly.

Admire her beauty tourist-like;

Take pictures at a distance.

Don’t touch the gem you possess.

She will want to shine all the more.

Kill her with kindness;

Watch her become the perfect zombie

mindlessly following behind you.