Shoutouts to my blood family, especially my mother and grandmother; as well as my godmother Mizz June Oshun Ra for her guidance; my old advisor/mentor Dr. Frederick Staidum, Jr for getting me into Afrofuturism and ecocriticism; to Dr. Sharrell D Luckett for educating me on Black theatre and encouraging me in my desires to merge performance and environmentalism; my best friends for supporting me through all my journeys with my mental/physical health; to all my fellow “underground house-talkers” that I love dearly; and to the Bronx River, my conduit for the sci-fi yet Blues-like (or “Blue-fi,” perhaps) dreams and experiences that have helped me pioneer the Green Afrofuturist Project; to God and the ancestors and all things sacred for this life’s journey. Finally, thanks to Culture Push and the Climate Justice Fellowship for allowing me space through Flows n Figurations to share these parables, stories, and more. 

Towards the end of the Racial Capitalocene, as Francoise Verges called it.

<<Vwo ulin mpe Antida nu-wesa t’at’athienla! 

Etali quionwi hengi nga fozinzirimbeske mpe saruve 

ulin telinla. Ul’ tha-ranelorunenla skavohava ara ke 

letragwi. He sakoda he; seto antida nga fo-fozindusuambe.>>