“I consider myself an artist.” -Chadwick A. Boseman
We were robbed.
When he was posthumously nominated for an Academy Award for his role as Levee in Ma Rainey’s Black Bottom, I was mad. I was upset. I was elated. After seeing him in Black Panther, I was so proud. Seeing this young, gifted, handsome, Black man in this epic place in a Marvel Cinematic Universe movie, I was overjoyed!
I am still overjoyed.
With his death from colon cancer last year, his loss is softened only because of the legacy he left on screen. He left a legacy that shows that it is okay to be both artist, male and Black. His legacy has, should inspire another generation of new actors, new writers and world changers! Let it be recorded that there are other ways to be considered, counted as a Black man than to be a rapper or an athlete!
His legacy matters. His life mattered. I still miss him.
Chadwick Aaron Boseman’s legacy is larger than Wakanda. And so is ours.
Miss isn’t even the word.