A tribute to bell hooks and Black women writers
There is no King Richard, without Queen Oracene. I just watched King Richard and the story of his vision and…
Black Lives Matter to me (#BLM2ME) These signs are everywhere, but what do they really mean? What would it mean…
Welcome Simone! I have a new piano! The first piano I have ever bought in my life. She is a…
Recalibrated: Renewed, refreshed, and recommitted I found time over the last three weeks to breath differently or maybe just to…
A Poem Standing Still I have often felt nourished by Nature…. Nourished as if I was drinking from the breast…
On the Anniversary of America’s Racial Reckoning and Reawakening (in solidarity with Juanisha Brooks) On May 25, 2020, the events…
I was often confused by the word commencement. It means to begin, yet commencement ceremonies seem to celebrate an ending…
Trying to Thrive Through Trials, Tears and Trauma: Revisiting Abolition Can we get to thriving? That is a question I…
Two years ago for Women’s History Month, I wrote a blog post called, “When a Black Woman Walks Into A…