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Personal Essay

The Forgotten Few

I was thirteen years old. I’ll never forget the sounds of the buckles, straps, and buttons on my football equipment. The three week old cut grass smell ran wild through the air as my teammates and I gathered into a circle for a helmet clashing session of post practice “bull in the ring.” You see, […]

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Black Family Coming-of-Age Personal Essay Religion

My Kind of Gospel

Yes, I’ll admit it. I was a choir boy. I was the seven-year-old that would have singing lessons with his grandma that wouldn’t end until I either held my notes longer than her, or practiced my scales to her pleasing. Embarrassingly, I wanted to be in the choir for many years, and when I finally […]

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Personal Essay Racism Travel Working Abroad

Hola, Morocha

As I maneuvered the shit-laden sidewalks of San Telmo, a gently gentrified neighborhood of Buenos Aires, I couldn’t help but hear the Sesame Street song “one of these things is not like the other, one of these things just doesn’t belong,” playing from an imaginary loudspeaker. To see people’s reactions to me, you’d think I […]

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Afghanistan Awareness Military Personal Essay

Life Away from the World

In 2007, I signed a contract that would forever change my life: a four-year agreement with the United States Marine Corps. I soon learned the true meaning of honor, courage, and commitment. At 20 years old, I had responsibilities that not many young men my age would regularly have. I trained hard and gave my […]

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Black Family Marriage Motherhood Parenting

Train Up a Child

From an early age, I wanted to be a mother. I never thought too deeply about how I would raise my children or the values I’d instill into them, but I figured when the time came I’d sit down and discuss it with my husband. As I’m closing in on the final months of my […]

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Caribbean Narrative Personal Essay Travel

Martinique

The best ideas happen around 3am. That’s my experience, at least. They tend to be superlative decisions if someone in the decision matrix is inebriated or otherwise compromised by more than mere exhaustion. Hence, when my inebriated host suggested I take an early morning ferry from the monastery in Saint Lucia where I was staying […]

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African Diaspora Coming-of-Age Personal Essay

Just a Citizen of the World

Who am I? Where am I from? I was born in Geneva, Switzerland, but people sometimes give me the look when I tell them I’m Swiss. I was told many times, “Go back home!” “Go back to Africa!” When I heard that, I kept telling them that I was born in Switzerland and therefore my […]

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Personal Essay Racism South Africa Travel Uncategorized

Set Adrift on the West Coast

This was somewhat foreign territory for me. The West Coast of South Africa was about as far as you could get from where I grew up, at least without leaving the country all together. Now, living in Cape Town, the ice cold waters of the West were not much further away than a few moments […]