When Ayinde was in elementary school, His teacher Mama Makita took him to an open mic poetry night to have him perform a poem he wrote in class. A year later he wrote his first poem voluntarily. Ayinde believes that we as people, deserve the right to choose our own destiny. He writes to expose the historic and systematic oppression that contradicts choice and the ability to mass produce good living conditions.
Ayinde spends a lot of his time taking care of his mom. She was diagnosed with frontal lobe dementia. At the beginning, she was a handful. Ayinde limited her exposure to other people as her condition made it hard to communicate with others. Lately she has been totally dependent on Ayinde and he loves this stage the most. “I can hug and kiss her and she doesn't fight back. I can say that because our relationship is fantastic now.”
What do you wake up thinking about?
I'm still thinking about doing what I'm thinking about not doing. I hope mom didn't pee more than usual.
What's your morning ritual?
I open my eyeballs and yell at myself for falling asleep awkward and pajama less. I wake my mom. I hug my mom. I eat mom’s cheeks. I take her to the bathroom and then I feed her. I write down the day's order of events to the best of my indecisive ability.
How does social media play into your daily life?
It wastes my damn time… kinda. It’s nice to be able to keep up with loved ones without intentionally reaching out. I always read an article or status worth reading in the moment, and collect a bunch of memes for curriculum development. I also, like most at this point, use it keep up with current events. If only I can shave an hour of aimless scrolling down to fifteen minutes, if only.
Are we more connected or disconnected than before?
Both. More quantity and less and less quality.
What is most important to you in life?
As often as sustainably possible, considering the well being of others over my own.