I hold my breath and feel the burn that fills my chest and makes it yearn afraid to breathe, afraid to feel afraid to acknowledge that all-encompassing need but I can only hold my breath for so long before my chest bursts and greedily fills with a song as I deeply inhale the sweet scent … Continue reading Love Always Reigns
The match has been lit. The embers glow orange…brighter with each trending hashtag…fiery red with each “he was resisting” excuse…steaming with each “I’m sure there’s more to the story.” Last Week’s News Headlines A Black Teenager Asked for Directions. A Man Responded With Gunfire. Black men sitting in Starbucks arrested Fake Starbucks coupon aimed at … Continue reading Black, Young, and Woke
Like almost every other black person in the world, I was obsessed with the Black Panther movie when it came out. I was especially interested in seeing how it would be received by other races and ethnic groups. It is human nature, I believe, to want others to see the things you are proud of … Continue reading Are You Wearing Human Blinders?
I struggle with the question “who am I?” The simple answer is “I am me” But even as I spread my wings to fly I feel the tightened noose of who I am supposed to be I yearn to sever those strings and be happy My definition of success — a burdensome weight Ingrained expectations are … Continue reading Who Am I?
I stood on the semi-full train for my afternoon commute home, my body swaying and my hips yearning to gyrate as I listened to my soca music playlist. My mind was lost in the pros and cons of the depletion of my bank balance versus my desire to lose myself in abandonment in the upcoming … Continue reading A Culture Forged in Fire
My sister and I are horrible at navigating. Before GPS we got lost at almost every outing. But you know what, those scenic routes that took us off the main path are the trips that are most memorable. It’s the same in life. The detours I take are what I will remember most when I’m … Continue reading Take the Detour
Home is where the heart is, or so it’s oft told Home is where the beaches glitter like black gold Home is filled with music and color and life Where pride in one’s country and fellowman runs rife No nation is perfect, so neither is home Our lands and our streams do not abound with … Continue reading Home is Where the Heart is