Our Prince has left the Building


Everything about your life was so artistically motivated by your love of self and black folks. You didn’t just talk revolution. You made it apart of early childhood lexicon along with Power & Soul. You traveled the world exchanging currencies of our human condition over music so masterfully that we literally for the next century could be fed off the fruit of your labor. Unapologetically Black. You were clearly in this world but very rarely were of it. When you were ‘of this world’ you ushered in legions of babies who no longer had to label their sexuality or gender to suit conventions and in the end helped us understand the most important thing – that we are so worthy so capable so creative and so absolutely beautiful. Not my brother not my friend but this Geminian enigma I will never completely comprehend but I will still bless your name on high and miss the hell out of you.