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
Being a parent is truly a wonderful experience. I can’t wait for the day I can experience all the one in a lifetime moments with my children. I commend all parents, but I give a special praise to single parents. The job of parenting isn’t always an easy task. I’ve known this after watching my … More The Truth of Single Parenthood
By Vuyisa Akuchie Hear my voice! “You’re what? I’m black and I’m proud!” This method of ‘call and response’ would be a regular saying in my household, as a reminder that I should be proud of my black skin and my heritage. “Your all a bunch of? WINNERS!” It wasn’t enough to just be proud … More Hear My Voice
This one time in 2020… I had to tell my son about his chocolate skin in America… How his skin is so dark he might be mistaken for a monkey or a hoodlum. How his big natural curly afro can be offensive to some people with no melanin in their skin. How to keep his … More Little Brown Boy
Seeing the world for the first time in 1993. Being the last of 4 children. Being raised by a older mother. Growing up singled out and abandoned by my father. Being 20 years apart from the first born. Being raised by a single mother who had breast cancer, lupus, and a small hole in her … More Discovering Akilah
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
At eighteen I had a plan and at twenty-one I was sure I’d see it through. Then 25 came and I will admit fear kicked in but I still had high hopes of everything being alright. Now, here I am at 30, feeling as if I’m barely surviving; wondering when is the next time I’m … More 30 & Barely Thriving
Life requires us to perform an overview on those around us. We get use to the comfort of people, places, and even ourselves that we forget to acknowledge our appreciation. If not our appreciation, then just our growth or changed perception. Sometimes our actions aren’t reflective of the words we have in our hearts. Our … More Dear (Insert Your Name Here)
As I sat in my living room thinking about the last time I had the urge to have sex, I couldn’t help but wonder if society was responsible for my “broken pussy.” I know this may seem a little far-fetched, but this is a real question I had to ask myself! The “broken pussy” concept … More Intersextional Thinking: Did Society Break my Pussy?
“If your version of me respecting you involves me disrespecting myself, you can go.” Have you ever experienced a person that makes you feel guilty for saying no? Or just an indifference to how they make you feel? They make you feel terrible for setting a boundary. They make you feel like you’re being difficult … More Setting Boundaries: No Guilt Tripping
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