Thank you to my good, good friend Crystal Wilkinson for reminding me (on Facebook) that today is Toni Morrison’s 80th birthday. That’s La Morrison on the right, when she had a different name and when […]
Before I go any further, let me say, you’re about to get free swag. I’m not playing with you. Now that I’ve got your attention, let me keep going. Then, I’ll get back to the […]
Dear Y’all: I wrote this (scroll below) today in sadness and outrage over the latest Kanye West video, “Monster,” which features lynched Black and White women. I saw the video last night. If you would […]
I just recently–two months ago–realized that I was a perfectionist and it blew my mind. All my friends knew, but none of them told me. I felt like the joke was on me.
I was introduced by my mama to her music when I was five years old . I thought they were best friends, because my mama didn’t use a last name to refer to her. She was just “Aretha.” Enough said.
There’s so much talk, all the time, about the impact of physically and/or emotionally absent fathers on young Black boys in America. But few Black people talk about this impact on Black girls, and how this affects Sisters’ growth.