I saw teardrops and trust funds White men in suits that could fund dreams That Maria and Maybel have long suppressed Because they learned early in life That dreams don’t pay bills or put food on the table Rotund bellies Swollen from years of aged bourbon and cold […]
If there was ever a moment I felt like I was in Black Twitter Twilight Zone, it was this past weekend when DjChubbESwagg made a tweet that said, THERE IS A WHITE WOMAN CURATING THE HIP HOP PART OF THE NMAAHC SMITHSONIAN?!?!?!?!?!?!? WHO LET THIS SHIT HAPPEN!?!?! — […]
Yesterday as I scrolled through Twitter, a video of a Black female police officer and a White subject sitting on the ground in handcuffs repeatedly found its way in my feed at least 5 times. I didn’t click the video because I was unsure of what I would […]
There are several things I want to state before I get into this blog: This blog may be difficult for some people to read and I understand that. However, this is my truth, and I know no other way to tell it but then to speak my truth. […]
It was the 3rd of the September
That day I’ll always remember
Yes, I will
Cause that was the day
Racists in America cried
Keep your church hug-giving women our propers will do just fine. In the church, it is time to give women what Aretha Franklin would have demanded Bishop Ellis III, and all pastors give Ariana Grande and all women- some R-E-S-P-E-C-T.
As many of you know, I am being nominated to be the next Poet Laureate of Kentucky. In the history of Kentucky Poet Laureates, a position that was established in 1926, there has only been one Kentucky Poet Laureate that was African-American, my friend, Frank X Walker. While […]
White Feminism uses the “all the Black girls are picking on me” card. It weaponizes White tears.
Omarosa has always been one to climb the ladder of success by any means necessary. She has built a brand using cutthroat tactics to secure her position in the history of reality TV as the villian on The Apprentice. Moving from TV to the White House, Omarosa placed […]
I can still remember how I felt when I first saw her on TV. She looked regal, she stood tall and strong, in a floor-length black coat. Her name was Maya Angelou a name that I will never forget. She stood at the podium of the inauguration of […]
