Passion without works is dead.
Month: July 2016
His name is Alton.
I wonder what his name is. The next one. The silent one. Who can't tell his story. The one whose blood is on the pavement. Who's always a threat. Because of his size. His height. His hoodie. His questions. His youth. Where he lives. Where he doesn't belong. His blackness. The one who has no… Continue reading His name is Alton.
