Semblance of My Enemy

Isolated in the borders of our enemies Fought so long for them to see that they are kin to me Castrated by their thrones Emancipated but alone A simple love left floating on an empty sea Infatuated with ideals of eternity Shed my wings as I fly to the sun to see Masked and traded… Continue reading Semblance of My Enemy

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holding space

I started my first Fortune 500 internship in 2005 with Convergys Corporation in Jacksonville, Florida. The work had precisely nothing to do with my Information Technology degree program, I was making $5/hour less than my peers at the same company (a fortune to a college sophomore), and at no point in my life had I… Continue reading holding space

Can The “Angry Black Guy” Have White Friends?

“Clearly, you must just not like white people” “I think you’ve become what you’re fighting. A racist…Shame.” “There isn’t really a space for someone like you, here” “He’s just so angry these days and too sensitive. I miss the old Wisdom” I’ve heard these phrases over and over from close friends, colleagues, managers, and acquaintances.… Continue reading Can The “Angry Black Guy” Have White Friends?

Frank Ocean’s ‘Blond’: An Introvert’s Perspective

On August 20, 2016, over five years after being introduced to Frank Ocean through his acclaimed mixtape nostalgia, ULTRA, I found myself waiting in line for nearly two hours at the singer-songwriter’s Chicago pop-up shop. After having already waited four years for a follow up to his debut album Channel Orange, two hours standing in… Continue reading Frank Ocean’s ‘Blond’: An Introvert’s Perspective

In Defense of Colin Kaepernick

San Francisco 49ers quarterback, Colin Kaepernick, has made my heart happy. Not because of his athletic ability, immeasurable talent or wealth, but because of his unapologetic stance on not standing for the Star-Spangled Banner. An anthem whose third verse declares: No refuge could save the hireling and slave From the terror of flight or the… Continue reading In Defense of Colin Kaepernick

the punch line

One Saturday a couple years ago, I was waiting for a table outside of one of my favorite brunch spots in Cambridge, Massachusetts. A server came outside with an order someone had placed and said “black bean burrito?” I raised my hand and said, “sir, it’s African-American bean burrito.” That one went over pretty well.… Continue reading the punch line

Even Me

Dating in New York City can be fun, and I took full advantage of it as a single girl. I remember one date in particular. I met a guy at a party with friends, and in usual fashion exchange numbers and we set up a date the following weekend. I was staying in Harlem, he… Continue reading Even Me