Tag Archives : POC

a summary.


this post was inspired by solange’s 30th birthday instagram post.  at two years old, i stopped breathing and was rushed to the er. at four, my lungs learned how to function. i stuck a lego piece in my ear and got sent back to the er. at five, i wore a poofy pink dress for my party and took one…

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For The Imperfect Black Girls.


Recently I’ve been on this kick. This downward spiral, self-loathing, pick myself up again with Maya Angelou quotes and basil on my windowsill kick. This lack of water, skin breakout, healing myself and killing my wallet with skincare products kick. This telling everyone I know “yo this has been the hardest year of my life” kick. This PTSD and depression…

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Black Woman Gone Bougie & Other Grad School Fears


My grad school acceptance felt like a fairytale. I imagined myself as a little girl, a Black braided Rapunzel in reverse, looking upon that big white tower in front of me with wide eyes and ambition. I see myself tossing my braids to the highest window of the tower, pulling myself up, right foot over left, with fervor. I trek,…

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Baby Hairs & Black Girl Magic.


What always mystifies me about Beyonce is her ability to ruin the lives of the same Black women she puts on for in her music and videos. Immediately after the release of her latest song “Formation”, I played the song on repeat for the next hour, screaming expletives at my computer screen and reaching for what was left of my…

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In Celebration of The Black Mermaid.


As  a youngin, almost all of my favorite movies were Disney movies. I can vividly recall rewinding my Disney princess sing-a-long video, grabbing my robe and umbrella, then performing the entire choreography to the opening song in Mulan when her grandmother prepped her for bridal status. I even had a plastic cricket on a keychain that I carried on my…

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Blog Posts That I’d Love To Write But Don’t Have The Energy To.


So I’m going to be completely honest; I’m exhausted. Absolutely, one hundred percent exhausted. After spending three months traveling the continental United States and finally settling in Chicago as a new resident, my mind has been racing with new ideas. My body, fingers mainly, have refused to cooperate to write a decent blog post. Because the notes section of my…

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Posts From The Crypt: A Read For Rachel Dolezal


Believe it or not, I’m actually a Black woman. Wide-lipped, broad-nosed, kinky-haired, chocolate-skinned Black. Followed around department stores once or twice Black. “Mhm sista girl” when white women wanna relate Black. Always capitalize the B in Black, baby, Black. Rachel Dolezal, who bestowed herself with the title of Black woman ten years ago, is not. I’m not wasting my energy…

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In Case You Missed It: Black History Month Recap


February is secretly my favorite month, much to the surprise of people that know me. Despite the fact that it produces temperatures that no child of West African immigrants should ever have to endure, there are so many positive things to celebrate about the month of February. Mainly, the birth of my favorite Pisces Erykah Badu, but more importantly, Black History…

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