Posts in category: Deon Young

Dear Summer Mom, I’ve been reflecting. A lot. I’ve come to this unavoidable conclusion: there aren’t enough words or conversations we could have. Only everlasting ones to make up for the emptiness and lack of your presence these past years. Maybe that ...

by Deon Young Complacency. The profound vision behind this word is undeniably non-existent and could be considered incredibly trivial in the world where I originate. I say ‘world’ because of a sole truth: poverty, racism, prejudice, exploitation, and self ...