Children of the African diaspora are broken. Yes, you, my darling. Scattered bits, held together with pain and glue. We travel through this life, carrying generations’ worth of hope and desire to survive, and spend so little time thriving. That is not our fault. The world we live in has been built for the explicit …
Two years olds are extra. Extra loud, extra dramatic, extra needy while extra independent. They require a lot of patience and grace and the sooner you realize keeping calm under their tyranny does everyone good, the better. We had 3 two years olds today. We have been so busy these last few months, y'all. We …
I was looking for a quote about productivity, since we have been quite busy producing and living and working. However, all the most "famous" quotes are from white males and it just feels like they have it easier than everyone else. You were born to win, but to be a winner, you must plan to …
As Jenina mentioned back in February, we have been working for almost six months crafting our line of bath and body care products to bring them to you. We have slathered our bodies in butters and balms and our skin has never been happier. This weekend was a great one to share our products with …
I've seen this shared a lot and thought I may as well share my thoughts with everyone. There is plenty of space to do a more thorough analysis of the importance of Dr. Heathcliff Huxtable but, these are just some facts of the matter. The Cosby Show originally aired from 1984 to 1992. Aside from …
Brown Girls are born into the world expected to give care. In some cases we are taught to mother before we are ever mothered ourselves. Sometimes we mother ourselves. Strong Brown Girls are seen as warriors before they are seen as human, before we walk or talk, we are fierce, pretty things. We are pushed …
I don’t downplay what she’s been through
That trip to the arena
Friends murdered right in front of her
Their blood spilled
No one asked for this.
But I’ll tell you
I’ve been in my own arena
Created by the Gamemakers
Crafted to be unwinable
Every single day I
Had babies in this arena and
Hold tight to them
One tied to my back
The other periodically begging me
Mommy, you’re hurting my hand. I
Only mean to hold him close and
Make sure he can’t slip away.
As we maneuver this landscape
Full of traps and spies
Ears planted, listening
And camera’s eyes.
What the fuck are we even fighting
When only one is meant to win this game
And that one
Is not me.
Your Katniss has arrived.
Not from District 12, but your girl is here.
She did not ask for the…
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