This is me and my quarantine beard in my office, that I call a study, that's really just a room with a whole lotta' books in a home I'm renting in New Orleans. I don't have many certainties, In fact, even those certainties ain't really certainties. I do, however, have a small number of ever-evolving considerations: I believe that we all stumble & soar as we grow into the best versions of ourselves. I believe that, on that journey, we experience & share much insight & injury. I believe that everyone is fragile (even the ones who made you fragile). I believe that everyone, who wants to be, is redeemable. I believe that some things aren't meant to be redeemed. Some things are the spice that makes you so dynamically, you. I write books to express the grace and grit of these beliefs.
I'm Té and I'm just trynna' write a better story than the one I wrote yesterday. My work explores the themes of healthy masculinity in black men, mental health, and education reform. I don't have any answers, just an unrelenting search for the right questions. I'm a Writer, Educator, Papa, and Abolitionist with dual identities in East St. Louis & Nigeria. I've written two books. A collection of poetry & prose, Here We Are, Reflections of A God Gone Mad (2019 R.H. Austin Publishing) and a Young Adult novel, Exit Ticket (2019 Field Order Press). Some of my short fiction has been published in or are forthcoming in Tin House, Kingdoms In The Wild, Black Girl In Ohm, Blackbird and more.
Thank you for visiting. I'm probably somewhere sitting on a floor or at a desk or on a plane or resting my back against a tree finishing novels or struggling through asanas, or loving on my family or tending to my plants or dancing to records and eating grapefruit.
I hope you're (more than) well.