the night things changed

‚Ķso i was pissed, and he went from apologetic to sad to pleading to furious. i was sitting on the couch when he asked if i REALLY wanted him gone. …

my-self

A while back someone wrote about how I’m not “lesbian enough” and don’t do a sufficient job¬†representing queer black girls in media. This isn’t something that I’ve never heard before …

it’s late

When I was a kid I thought adulthood meant I would get to eat french vanilla ice cream for dinner every night if I wanted and no one could tell …

trusting myself

It took me a while, but I have learned to “trust the process”. To trust my life. To trust my decisions and my instinct. To trust me. I celebrated a …

in my memory

For the past couple of months I have been “unable” to write – a luxury that I can only afford because I work full-time. And in fact it has been …

les deux

i haven’t written in ages because i am tired all the time. i came out of the internet personality closet at work about a month or so ago, and my …

whatever feels good

I’m coming in when I feel like, so turn this muhfucka up only if it feels right. How do you thank the universe for a gift you didn’t want and …

not the mama

“Ugh. Girl!” My friend’s voice, laced with exasperation, came huffing through my iPhone. He was going through a lot and as a result had taken to disappearing for days at …

mirrors

You don’t realize it until you have to, but you are an oak tree. We are all the sum of thousands and thousands of days wrapped and packed so deeply …

spring

The only season I haven’t experienced in NYC has arrived as I am entering the fourth quarter of my first year here. Spring marks a new beginning for me – …