First, this blog post is not to curry favor with conservative, extremely right-wing white folks who don’t like African Americans, but who suddenly are pretending to take interest in “black community issues” so they can […]
Dear Mr. Cohen: I’m writing you to discuss your latest column, “Racism vs. Reality” dated July 15, 2013 and to parse a point of logic with you—your considerably flawed logic concerning racial profiling. The gist […]
Today is the day after Father’s Day, and this is the first year that I thought I would get past it without having an emotional meltdown. I’m married to a nice guy, and I gave […]
Once, I was really pathetic. And I was single. And I thought the two were connected. I admit it. I focused a lot on my pain back in the day, and I attracted not-very-nice men […]
I think the championing of the hoodie as a symbol of racial profiling is misguided.
Years ago, in graduate school, I was one of only three African Americans in my Master of Fine Arts creative writing program. That was in the fall; in the spring, one of us dropped out. […]
Seventeen, not even marked by a real mustache. If you look at the picture, he’s still slight. Maybe he was destined to grow tall with big bones, a man’s hearty flesh clinging to his frame, but […]
It’s not that I need to see heroes or doctors or lawyers or Tuskegee Airmen as opposed to drug dealers or absent fathers or crack addicted sex-workers–or maids.
Today is the birthday of W.E.B. DuBois!
Lucille Clifton is my absolute favorite poet in the world.