“You real fine and you pretty,” the smooth words rolled past his toothpaste commercial level white teeth and thick coffee bean shade…
“I’m sorry for your loss. Though the coroner’s report said your father departed on June 29th, July 1 (2005) will be the…
My mother’s eyes are bulging, glassy and wild, almost spinning in their sockets with fear. Her cracked lips are pulled back from…
“African-American girls always score higher than their white peers when it comes to self-esteem,” one of my High School teachers lectured. I…
Black bodies are the world’s playground. Full of color, music, song, dance, cheer, and laughter that delights the masses. It is the…
I was twenty-four years old when I learned about the Central Park Case. Browsing the documentary section on Amazon Prime, I happened…
“Call the motherfuck….Call the….” I make out muffled screams from outside. Barely there. From the comfort of my bed, I ignore. People…
Daddy straddled the heap of toys that lived on the floor of our playroom in Brentwood, Long Island. Tiny plastic arms splintered…
“Sit still.” I braced myself for the familiar sting of the plastic comb against some vulnerably-exposed area of my head, neck or…
Has it happened to you? Maybe you’re scrolling through Twitter searching… no, damn near begging for a meme of happiness… then BOOM!…
I came across THICK: and Other Essays when I discovered a shortlist on the New York Times entitled, “Five Essay Collections by…
My journey to motherhood has at once been a step forward into uncharted territory and a step back into an almost forgotten…
My daughter is black. Skin like turned earth. Eyes the color of midnight. A black freckle on the underside of her wrist…
I’ve been dreaming. In my dreams, my sisters sit in circle formation, our legs crossed after a long day of picking okra.…