A Black Female Perspective…
Life occurrences intertwined with the themes of race, gender and young adulthood. All names and locations have been changed unless noted otherwise.
Twas an interesting night at the nation’s capital. The night was hot and humid, a minute improvement from the glaring heat that inundated the earlier hours of the day. I could not help but think about my ancestors who under the same sweltering heat, worked from sun-up to sun-down. Now, another ancestor lay amidst the [...]
A Common "Curse" Toni Morrison is a phenomenal writer. Her writing grabs the reader by the ears and makes them hear the heart beat of the characters she creates in their minds. What she provokes is not reading, but a way to see with. words. All the great writers, from Gertrude Dorsey Brown, to Wallace [...]
Science fiction was probably the only genre I did not read growing up. I read A Brave New World as a senior in high school, proud of the mastery I demonstrated of my master’s tools. I had a ninety-five grade average, which documented my lauded hypnosis delineated in my memory of the white Man’s text, [...]
They laugh and smile with one another as the melanated faces mistake anti-black attitudes as kindness. I can’t laugh though, my face frozen in seeing what others do not, or simply will not acknowledge. They are telling me the benefits of teaching my narrative. They teach me the socially acceptable way to intertwine blackness in [...]
I have spent the bulk of today, reading Malcolm X quotes, and listening to his speeches. His smooth, precise, passionate speech personifies the poetic prose of black power personified. He is “our shining prince” as they say, in both life and death. He shines because his internal freedom bleeds outward. Yet, this year, perhaps more [...]
A slightly cohesive rant that delineates my "come to Africa" moment as a black female thinker.
To a man as gifted with words as he was with people Espoused to justice Awarded an eternal flame of [...]
I’ll be honest with you, I never intended to author a post on Cardi B. The post reflects an aspiring writing seizing an opportunity to practice the skill to which she has dedicated my life. Before I continue, I want to state that I do not regret anything that I posted. I do however regret [...]
Last week, I was assigned the task of editing a manuscript of a now popular piece of literature or poetry. The assignment failed to satiate my desire to be consumed in blackness by offering no black authored texts for edit. Although certainly not in the same position as my privileged peers, the assignment awoke [...]
I write from a place of extreme frustration. I will eschew implementing the term anger as my term of choice, because “angry” has become synonymous with black emotion. Particularly, “anger” has become banal in compartmentalizing justified black emotion/action, and white extremism in “response” to what conventionally functions as anger. I write this piece as an [...]
