Trillion’s Way – Ch. 3: Bye bye baby

Trillion’s Way – Ch. 3: Bye bye baby


“He he he he he! You so nastyyyyy! Uh uh, stop itttt!”, I hear Damu coo to whoever he’s on the phone with. I roll my eyes. This whore!

“Loose booty slut bucket!”, I mouth to him as I enter the kitchen grabbing a biscuit. He flips me off as he rushes into the den to continue his conversation.

Biscuits, eggs, grits, bacon AND fruit? Did Damu get some last night? I laugh to myself.

Damu knew he could whittle me down to my absolute last nerve but I wouldn’t trade him for the world! He was partial to the reason why I casted aside my petty bourgeoisie aspirations and dedicated my life to the revolution.

Former high school dance captain, he stood at 5’9 with skin the color of freshly ground cinnamon and had locs down to the middle of his back. He was also GSNA,  LOUD and extremely outspoken when it came to the issues of our people. He wasn’t gonna let no ashy fake deeps, hoteps, and hotepesses keep him from fighting for the liberation of black people everywhere.

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A Call to support LYRICS & LADLE: An open mic series A Black Hammer – ATL, GA Unit event

Black Power! 

On behalf of the Atlanta, GA Unit of the revolutionary grassroots organization Black Hammer , we would like to invite you to support and ATTEND our LYRICS & LADLES Open mic series! 

It’s all  going down APRIL 11TH, 7PM at the Black Dot Cultural center located at 6984 Main St, Lithonia, GA 30058!

The LYRICS & LADLES Open Mic Series will provide an atmosphere of unity + fellowship, sharing in the gifts of local talent as they express themselves artistically – all while raising donations for a powerful +worthy cause – feeding our homeless sisters & brothers here in the city of Atlanta, GA!

Homelessness here in the city of Atlanta, like in any majorly Black metropolitan, is rampant amongst Black & other colonized peoples! The Atlanta, GA Unit of Black Hammer has made it our mission not only to feed our sisters & brothers, but to appreciate them; to let them know that there is an organization working in their interest to overturn the conditions that has forced them into poverty! 

If you’re an artist and reside in the A, We’re gratefully asking that you donate your time and talents to this cause in any capacity that you can! We’re looking for:

  • Poets
  • Rappers
  • Singers
  • Musicians
  • Dancers

If you are interested in being apart of the powerful event or able to pass this message along to any other performers you think would like to participate, please email us at with Lyrics & Ladles in the subject line!

You can donate at $BlackHammerATL!


RSVP now let us know you’ll be there


Black Power!

Just Another Tale From the Hood

By:  Comrade Diva Tareva  



I can vividly recall my first encounter with the state, I was 4 years old, playing in the park near my grandmother’s home, with my 3-year-old brother, mother, and father. My brother and I had just been rescued from our grandmother’s house, who was angry with my father and decided to hold us hostage for revenge. My father devised a plan to take us out of her house through the window during one of her many naps. We executed the plan flawlessly, and once free, ran to the nearest park only blocks away. Sometime after our arrival to the park, 3 LAPD cars screech up, sirens going, guns out!

They tackle and arrest my father and mother on charges of child endangerment and kidnapping. My grandmother shows up and attempts to retrieve me and my brother from the pigs, but they refuse to release us. We are taken to the department of children and family services and would never be returned to the custody of our parents again. Continue reading “Just Another Tale From the Hood”

A Collective Call for Black Power!

By: Comrade Z

Should non-black activists participate in saying “Black Power” with fellow Black activists? The short answer is no. But I am sure you did not come here for the short answer. So let me try to break down my answer a bit…. We live in quite a politically shallow-minded country. A country where most of our ‘political’ perspective is obtained from the same propagandist machinery that has direct material investments in our enslavement, exploitation, and genocide. In other words, we tend to repeat what we hear from the mouths of our oppressors. So in 600 words or less, I’m going to try and give a not so short answer. 

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The clinical contradictions of colonialism.


By: Comrade Rachel

I am writing this article as a medical professional to share the ins and outs of the medical industry from my experience.

After witnessing the birth of my grandchild and the lack of autonomy and attention my daughter received, I’ve gained even more perspective.

We all know and understand that Black men don’t like to go to the doctor let alone to a hospital. Black people are led to believe that we can’t and shouldn’t get sick. Consequently, Black people rarely go and get their ass checked out. And unless you have been hiding under a rock or got your head up colonizer ass you would know that, although Black women have less of an issue getting to a doctor than Black men, neither are not treated well at all.  

It was during my daughter’s pregnancy I noticed small things that would be said or done to my daughter or other patients that I found to be fucked up and unprofessional.

I will not speak on my title because I know that white power exists and so we are supposed to play dumb and pretend to not know anything about what they are doing. But we see y’all. We all know about that black girl magic! And I love when the time is just right to show them how this shit works!

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By: comrade Hee Jun Suh 

‘Gender reveal parties’ are a capitalist money-grubbing scam. They were created by corporations in an attempt to revive the holiday industry, which like many industries, is dying as capitalism progresses to its late stage. This, by itself, is reprehensible enough: to urge the working class to participate in extraneous capitalism, bombarding them with the idea that they’re not doing enough for their loved ones unless they do so. I type this on Valentine’s Day, one of many holidays created for this purpose. Fuck celebrations of capitalism; we should celebrate February 14 as the day in 1779 that the indigenous people of Hawaii defended their land by killing the white settler colonist Captain Cook – but I digress. Compelling the proletariat to consume even though they do not have the means to do so, and then telling them they’re ‘lesser than’ when they can’t is despicable enough on its own. However, with gender reveal parties, there’s another level of harm; a reinforcement of the gender binary, and in turn, violent transphobia.

Hijra of India 

The gender binary is a false notion introduced to societies by settler colonialism. It goes hand-in-hand with other oppressive systems such as cisnormativity (the idea that everyone is cisgender by default) and patriarchy. We know this by looking at history. Before colonization and even now despite genocide, gender variation existed/exists in societies all over the world. Genderqueer and transgender people existed/exist under many names including the two-spirit people of indigenous First Nations, the Ashtime of the Maale people in Ethiopia, the Hijra of India, the Muxe of Mexico, the Māhū of Hawaii, the Xanith of Oman, the Mangaiko of the Mbo people in the Democratic Republic of the Congo, the Nádleehi gender spectrum of the Navajo tribe, the Ihamana gender spectrum of the Zuni tribe, and countless others. Ancient Egyptians recognized third gender thousands of years ago. In the indigenous religion of Korea, the mudangs (shamans) are considered inherently trans, as they are possessed by momju (gods or spirits) of various different genders. The Dogon tribe in Mali worships Nommo, mystical creatures reverently referred to as “The Teachers” and described as intersex and androgynous.