By Dorthea Stephenson I do not typically use my social media as a platform of activism, but I feel these times call for my voice to be heard among the rest. Whether you agree or not, is your decision. This is not a persuasive post; you are inclined to your decisions as I am to … More How Being a Black Classical Musician has Driven Me to the Brink of Suicide Among These Times
I am black and that can never be b l a c k e d o u t. I know my skin and my voice is to be hated among many. But my lips and the way I move my hips as I dance to the Africa sun in my soul is to be bought … More Blacked Out
In the wake of the murders of Ahmaud Arbery, Breonna Taylor and George Floyd, the spotlight on racism against black people in America is shining bright and media organizations en masse are calling for pitches from black writers and multimedia creatives to discuss the Black Lives Matter movement and all things related to blackness. On … More The Demand For Black Writers Soars Amid Black Lives Matter Protests
Hey my loves, May is not only Mental Health Month, but also National Masturbation Month! What better way to celebrate than by igniting a conversation about self care?! We’re discussing the taboo act that most individuals privately partake! Enjoy. When we invest in relationships, we tend to merge our varying lifestyles, personalities, and habits. The nail-biting, … More Intersextional Thinking: Masturbation Madness
Black women are expected to be a few things, except soft or fragile. We are given expectations for our life long before we even discover who we are. For years, black women have been labeled as “hard to handle”, “difficult to work with”, or even the five letter curse word that references a female dog. … More How HTGAWM taught me the fragility of black women.
Dear Reader, Black women, you were my motivation to begin writing this letter. You were my inspiration to complete it after many attempts to find the words to convey the depth of my love and concern for our communities. I have struggled to write this for over a year after completing my dissertation, which is … More A Letter to the Women I Love