A Personal History of Grime

© Jendella

“I was sixteen, two years too young to be fighting my way through the tangled and sweaty mass of bodies that filled the club, but I was there nonetheless. When I finally managed to stumble to the bar, I croaked out an order for a large glass of cold water before collapsing on the countertop…”

This month’s issue of Griots Republic has hit the (digital) newsstands and it features an essay I wrote about Grime! May be one of my favourite things ever that I have written thus far…

Read the rest of the essay here.

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