NO, Kanye West is NOT the Male Lauryn Hill

Ms. Lauryn Hill released The Miseducation of Lauryn Hill five months after I gave birth to my son. I often held him while singing along to “Zion“. Ms. Hill’s voice and the lyrics were cathartic as I quietly struggled through what I now suspect was postpartum depression. With Miseducation, I fell more in love withContinue reading “NO, Kanye West is NOT the Male Lauryn Hill”

Living my Best Cardi B Life

Immediately after I read Joseph Cook’s Girls Like Cardi B, I texted my friend and told him to read and pay attention last line: “If you don’t like Cardi B, you ain’t living your best life probably.” The phrase “live your best life” is a staple in our conversations; specifically, that’s his millennial advice toContinue reading “Living my Best Cardi B Life”

I’ve never envied Beyonce’s and Jay Z’s relationship…until now.

Normally, I’m not one to look to anyone’s relationship as depicted though social and entertainment media and be consumed by #RelationshipGoals. I understand that when we view relationships through these lenses, we view depictions, images that the individuals in the relationship allow or want us to see. Rarely are those outside of any relationship privyContinue reading “I’ve never envied Beyonce’s and Jay Z’s relationship…until now.”

As Trump takes Office: “I’m a black, lesbian female …… should I be scared? .. because I am ..”

Many people were stunned as we watched the results of the 2016 Presidential Election and heard Donald J. Trump announced as the 45th President-elect of the United States. Trump even appeared shocked in a picture of he tweeted of him, his family and his staff watching the results. Caption: “Watching the returns at 9:45pm. #ElectionNight #MAGA.”Continue reading “As Trump takes Office: “I’m a black, lesbian female …… should I be scared? .. because I am ..””

Black Girls’ Lives Matter – In Writing, Too

Originally posted on Teachers, Profs, Parents: Writers Who Care:
By Gholnecsar “Gholdy” Muhammad In the 19th century, African American girls used their pens to shape the world around them. Meeting together in literary societies, they wrote what mattered to them while unapologetically loving themselves and each other. These literary societies developed into spaces of academic…

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cries for peace and calm abound when black and brown faces rage. reactions to a fruitful harvest of seeds painful indignation planted by privilege and supremacy watered by death’s grasp and nurtured, agitated with televised taunting of not giving a fuck whether we breathe. and among the masses of bodies strewn together, relentlessly planted inContinue reading “until we free”

When Jean Wore Red… (Because I’m random and had 15 minutes to spare.)

“What do you think? Does it look okay?” Miss Brenda tugged on her dress and frowned at herself in the mirror. “It looks fine, Miss Brenda. The color is quite becoming,” Shar commented. Miss Brenda smiled, first at herself and then at Shar. “Well, thank you. I never really know what to wear sometimes. SeemsContinue reading “When Jean Wore Red… (Because I’m random and had 15 minutes to spare.)”

I’m the hippie weirdo who lives in Utopia in my head – and I like it there.

What you cannot turn to good, you must at least make as little bad as you can. — Thomas More, Utopia, Bk. 1. (1516) How in the world does a Belle from the Deep South have such conflicting sense of self and being? How is it that my life is an oxymoronic collaboration of existingContinue reading “I’m the hippie weirdo who lives in Utopia in my head – and I like it there.”