My Life Be Like, poetry

Triggered

Photo by Vladimir Palyanov on Unsplash The sound of your voice sends me into a rage.  Days of seeing your face I wish I could erase.  Being in your presence is about as uncomfortable as walking pass a group of men outside of the corner store.  Everything you say makes my heart race but not… Continue reading Triggered

My Life Be Like, poetry

Little Brown Boy

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… Continue reading Little Brown Boy

My Life Be Like, poetry

The America I See

Riding along on my way Trying to have my best day Look back in my rear view mirror and what do I see Two police officers behind me My mood changes from happy to fear My stomach is in knots as I begin to think About all the things that could happen I just want… Continue reading The America I See

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TSS – “All Falls Down”

As soon as one thing wasn't going right, it seemed like everything around her was going wrong. She found herself stuck in a room with no escape. The walls were closing in and the ceiling crashing down. Her heart started racing, hands shaking, and mind wondering. How was she going to escape this prison of… Continue reading TSS – “All Falls Down”

Life

RTR: Realizing that I’m Jealous and Envious

Sad Girl “Nobody wants to be with a sad girl.” That’s what she told me. “You walk around looking miserable, that’s not going to attract anyone to you.” I tried to fix my face. I tried to make myself look happy like all the other girls. But it didn’t work. No matter how hard I… Continue reading RTR: Realizing that I’m Jealous and Envious

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The Psychology of a Black Woman

The Psychology of a Black Woman  Similar to a Blackbird except there doesn’t seem to be a term for me anymore Like this world’s denial of my history and its insistence on progression has filled all the space Including the small corner where I once sought comfort  It was familiar  At least there they knew… Continue reading The Psychology of a Black Woman

My Life Be Like, podcast

Misha’s Room Season 2 Debut

Hey motherfucker, hey, hi, how you doing?? (That’s a Wayne reference for those that don’t know. I’m a HUGE Wayniac, so yeah haha). Anyway, how have ya’ll been?! Thanks for tuning in to the Season 2 debut of Misha’s Room!!! For those that are new to the podcast, Misha’s Room is a place for intentional… Continue reading Misha’s Room Season 2 Debut

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Diving into Vulnerability

Vulnerability was always something I feared, it represented weakness, it made me afraid of myself. As a young black person I find myself always trying to hide the deepest parts of me, silence all the loud statements that my personality makes. Vulnerability is what I’ve wanted from loved ones, it’s what I wanted for myself… Continue reading Diving into Vulnerability

My Life Be Like

Black Independence Day

  Beautiful Loving Amazing Creative Kind Innovative Nurturing Devoted Educated Proud Elegant Natural Dedicated Encouraging Noble Cultured Everlasting Black Independence Day... The right way. Despite the hate; we are here to stay. If you're offended, then be my guest. If you ain't with it, then get left with the rest.

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I’M NOT ANGRY, I’M FED UP!

I'm tired of being looked at as the angry black woman, I'm simply not angry I'm just ultimately fed up! I'm sure most of my black women reading this are in agreement. I'm tired of the toxic family behavior, why can't our black families support one another better? Emotionally and Mentally, our families aren't always… Continue reading I’M NOT ANGRY, I’M FED UP!