You Can't Get Your Head Around Something

My Mother, A Very Eclectic Listener, Had The First Doors Album And Gave It To Me When I Expressed Interest In The Band. It Was One Of The First Records I Ever Had. As The Years Passed, The Babysitters Who Used To Look After Me Would Bring Their Doors Albums To The Apartment, And That's How I Got To Hear Their Later Work.

The First Several Years Of My Life Were Used To Upload Incredible Amounts Of Fear, And I Just Became Afraid Of Everything. I Was Afraid Of My Parents, Afraid Of My Classmates, Afraid Of The Streets Of Washington, D.c. I Would Flinch At Every Gesture.

When She Comes She Pulls You Close She Breathes In Short Bursts Her Eyes Close Her Head Tilts Back Her Mouth Opens Slightly Her Thighs Turn To Steel, And Then Melt She Is Perfect And You Feel Like You Are Everything.

Pizza Makes Me Think That Anything Is Possible.

I Think That One Of The Hardest Things In The World To Be Is A Black Male. I Mean Everyone Hates Your Guts. White Men Are Afraid Of You. White Women Are Afraid Of You. The Cops Hate You. The Government Wants You Dead. Your Own People Want To Shoot You For What You Got. You Just Can't Get Over It. And Even If You Are Able To Get Over It You're Forced To Do It On The White Guy's Terms.