Self Improvement

I Don’t Want Any More Cardboard Boxes: How I Accidentally Cured My Desire to Shop Online

Picture it, a balmy unseasonably warm October Texas day. There I was standing in my garage stacking boxes and thinking about how far I’d...

The Good in Goodbye, How Moving to Los Angeles Created a Reset Button on My Life

After living in Los Angeles for more than six months, I’ve come to a turning point. I relocated from New Jersey in February after...

Sisterhood

“What I can offer every Black woman is empathy. Just because I don’t f*ck with you, just because you can’t come to my party and I’m not...

Thing Is, Black Do Crack

We sat in a square, not a circle. There was grey patio furniture with black pillows that’d been repurposed as a sectional, accent chairs...

Old Scars, New Legacies

Years ago, I began writing a poem about one of the languages my mother spoke. It began, “Pain is my mother’s tongue, but I speak it...