The moniker aint about me seems fitting for poet, author, and artist Lukasz Polowczyk. For years penning pieces that are social windows, his observations of the ever affairs of the world, even at its most horrid, are confronted with humility and grace that allows him to sit in a position of critical understanding.
Words by Art Jefferson
Photography by Gene Glover
The moniker aint about me seems fitting …
Birth...life...resurrection without death. Who is truly the alchemist of identity? What is belonging? Polish-born but raised in the concrete jungle, New York City. Educated in the most illmatic of boroughs, Queens - the place where "stars are born", fostering emcees that had to lyrically fight it out with titans in the Bronx. The borough of tribes, mobbs, and a trio that wore three stripped sneakers and commanded the world to walk this way.
Birth...life...resurrection without death. Who is truly the alchemist of identity? What is belonging? Polish-born but raised in the concrete jungle, New York City. Educated in the most illmatic of boroughs, Queens - the place where "stars are born", fostering emcees that had to lyrically fight it out with titans in the Bronx.
