What this black mama worried about…

What this black mama worried about…

My husband and I were talking about the events of the past few weeks. We’ve spent a lot of time parsing through the different shootings and political or media angles that Americans are struggling to understand. During our conversation, it struck me that it takes...
The Night Someone Called Me a N*gger…

The Night Someone Called Me a N*gger…

One night, I walked into a neighborhood pub. As soon as the door closed behind me, an unknown voice yelled: “What’s that nigger doing in here?” Was someone talking about me? I stopped. The room silenced. An electric pause buzzed the air. My mind...
Is Naked the New Empowerment?

Is Naked the New Empowerment?

Earlier this week I received the newest issue of Weight Watcher’s Magazine. I receive the subscription because a lady showed up at my door last summer. She had eight kids and selling magazines was her first legit job after a lifetime trapped in drugs and prostitution....