Robert Azeem Jackson III

Robert Azeem Jackson III

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  • February 18, 2022

    Cypher + Pitch HU

    What does entrepreneurship mean to you? I believe the Afro-futurism is a mission worth pursuing. I want to preserve and sustaining black futures, which in turn I believe will elevate all futures for all people. I’ve been blessed to see education and work opportunity change my trajectory. We build ethically viable tech, lead equity labs…

  • June 24, 2021

    Meditation: Where The Hood At?!?!

    Why I feel most safe in “the hood”, and you could too! Recently I had the pleasure of connecting with old friends from Georgetown. Admitting I’ve a hard time bonding with my classmates post graduation. I had a hard time truly bonding while I was there. A sentiment not unique to me, but easily unpacked,…

  • August 10, 2019

    My Racial Autobiography

  • January 26, 2019

    Coming Series on Data Management in Education

    Coming Series on Data Management in Education

    If you founded the Intro to data management series useful not edifying, good news! If you haven’t, README: Intro to Data Managment I’ll be writing more, specific to education data and how to serve a learning community with what you have through a data-informed action plan. I hope that data enthusiasts, education data stewards, and…

  • December 23, 2022

    Poem 12.22.22 – Haiku

    Sounds lash out artless. Slow down and name it, our time. Remember your cue.

  • July 12, 2022

    Poem 7.11.22 people are

    going to teach you repression. then you be repressingas practice.places are made to reach you, bring you inthen you act repressed to stay. things are news,a maze of trues,then lead you to repress today.

  • July 11, 2022

    Poem 7.11.22 – The vinegar in my blood

    is mild, Unbelievable, Unrelenting,Incisively,thinlyveiled. momentum ismy acid,barely sours;it elevates, &colors palettes. still a pop leaves cause,a sting gives motive &Isoberly am erased. notes of assimilated,softened,perceptive,raw. lacks body, needs time,works well too,articulates well. best kept in darkcold storage.

  • July 10, 2022

    Haiku 7.10.22 – abode

    Everybody dies.Nobody ever leaves us.Somebody once has?

  • July 8, 2022

    A Bit: How Katrina Made Data-Informed Leaders Trendy

    Take the 1st Steps toward Data-informed Case Types: Briefs on Analytics + Big DataOutline strategic actions & guide dialogue   What Happened there? Now: Stitch Fix is an online personal styling service in the United States and United Kingdom. It uses recommendation algorithms and data science to personalize clothing items based on size, budget and style.…

  • May 18, 2022

    Poem 5.18.22

    I’m transforming again- this time I’m breathing through it. Breathing in. Breathing out. Praying out. Going in. I prayed to be broken, to keep my heart open. We’ll rub the scars with lotion;keep the soul, anchored mind, leave body go. Got lost in;Found my breathin us-ratea (اسرتي),Papa& um-me (امي). From kennels if remorse,water, son of…

  • March 21, 2022

    Poem 3.31.22 – late grief

    I ain’t tryin na,SwitchBut i always thought You’d have more of a Hitch Before hittin the Ditch

  • March 21, 2022

    Poem 3.21.22 – Early Grave

    I really miss you, probably never visit your grave site. doesn’t really make much sense. Being herenot being here doesn’t really make much sense.going there with…there—- —all of it, there. it just make it, less. and making a mess of myself there,feelslike it just make it, less. I can still talk to you. we haven’t…

  • March 15, 2022

    Poem 3.15.22 – The Business Practices of an Entrepreneur after Experiencing Police Violence & generational Terror

    A long time ago I was made to hate myself. Before then I was unmade, in a matter of words/hours/actions. Prior to then, I was criminally incomplete, but I was unbroken. Not all at once, but later eventually,once I hated myself— hated my voice, my teeth, my face, and tears— those I despised. hated my…

  • March 15, 2022

    Poem 3.15.22 – Ally, You?

    We are not our ancestors& nor are you?Where the fuck see the allies?!?Like can we get a head count? I meant of the pre-destined noose-less necks!I’m-so fatigued with caring white,I’m done with not movin/being force to move. I’m sick&I’m I’ll. I’m healed&I’m powerful, still. I’m winning &I’m unbothered, you? You any waitfor the badto be…

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