Category: still can’t do my daughter’s hair

The archway above the door of my daughter&rsqu…

The archway above the door of my daughter’s new school says something in Latin about hard work and leadership but nothing about the tuition fee required to walk through it.

Say a prayer for my father who art not in heav…

Say a prayer for my father who art not in heaven yet who wore an afro like a life vest in service of the akron flood.

William Evans, “The Boys Ran Past and the Flow…

William Evans, “The Boys Ran Past and the Flowers Never Grew Back”. Don’t forget to grab your own copy of William’s book, STILL CAN’T DO MY DAUGHTER’S HAIR.

She held my head as gentle as malice shoved my…

She held my head as gentle as malice shoved my voice into her like a shotgun.

She flourishes in the splinters of me. Or the …

She flourishes in the splinters of me. Or the splinters of a man, who was once a boy that thought he would live forever.

William Evans, “New Year’s Eve Party at …

William Evans, “New Year’s Eve Party at Eric’s House and The Black Boys Have Had Enough”. Be sure to check out William’s book, STILL CAN’T DO MY DAUGHTER’S HAIR. 

I am the boy who has already decided to forsak…

I am the boy who has already decided to forsake himself. I know nothing of my father or the sky I will no longer welcome through my bedroom windows.

I wanted to become before I became the thing I…

I wanted to become before I became the thing I never planned on.

William Evans, “Catch and Release.” Be sure to…

William Evans, “Catch and Release.” Be sure to grab William’s book, STILL CAN’T DO MY DAUGHTER’S HAIR.

When he writes about having a son, he is writi…

When he writes about having a son, he is writing about not having a son. They are all poems about his father. They are all poems about someone becoming more because someone they loved is now dead. They are poems that don’t believe in the future.